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she was less wary. That was a relief. “What’d you major in, back in college?”
    “Business Administration,” he said. “By my senior year I was bored with it, though. I wanted to do something, not help other people do things. Does that make sense?”
    “I always knew I wanted to work with people,” she said. “I couldn’t stand being alone in an office all day.”
    “I get that,” he said. “This is good. I get to help people, move around—Okami’s been expanding, and I’ve helped set up a couple offices—and still use the degree I actually earned.”
    “How’s your student loan situation?”
    “I never had much for loans, was lucky that way.”
    “You are,” she said. “Once this inheritance comes through, I should be out of it too. Load off my mind, I won’t lie to you. O’s gone part time just to save money. Wasn’t easy for Dad with three kids and only his income.”
    “Your mom died when you were kids?”
    She just nodded. “He dated some, but he never remarried. Just never worked out, I guess.”
    “If your mom was anything like you girls, she was a tough act to follow.”
    “I don’t really remember her,” she said quietly.
    “I’m sorry.”
    “Nothing to be sorry for.” She fished in her purse. “It’s hardest on Frieda, I think.” She pulled out something. A mirror? No, lip gloss. Lip balm? Something she started putting on her lips, anyway. It smelled waxy. “What about your family?”
    “My parents are back in Colorado,” he said. “A brother. He’s a lawyer.”
    “What kind of lawyer?”
    “Mostly property stuff, not very exciting.” He put on the signal and headed into the driveway. “He seems to like it.”
    “That’s good,” she said. “I kind of wonder if my sisters are ever going to find the right thing.”
    “Really? I figured Frieda was—I don’t know. She seems like the kind of woman who knows what she wants.”
    “Sometimes,” she said, putting the lip balm back in her bag. “Not always.”
    He’d parked the car next to Ian’s rental. Half of him was eager to leave, to escape the maddening attraction he was feeling. The other half wanted to transform and roll around in her scent for hours. “We’d better get in. I should touch base with Ian.”
    “Of course,” she said. As she got out, he could see the curves of her body; breasts, hips, ass, a little bit of tummy. He wanted to put his hands over every inch of them. He wanted to make her heart beat faster. He— “You coming out?”
    “Yeah,” he said. “Just…thinking.”
    “Okay,” she said. The door slammed, and he took a second to collect himself. To drink in her scent. At least he was old enough that his dick stayed under control. He couldn’t imagine what would’ve happened if he’d met Lucy when he was sixteen. He never would’ve been able to stand up. He hoped Ian had had an easier drive home than he’d had.
     
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James didn’t seem quite so bad on the drive home. He was friendly but not pushy, and his reasons for going into the ‘protection’ business made sense. Lucy had worried he’d be on some kind of power trip, but…he’d seemed all right. She actually felt better about him being around. And he was—
    Okay. He was hot. He was very handsome, very tall, and she had noticed how beautiful his blue eyes were. Very, very blue eyes. She could imagine him stopping people just by staring at them hard enough. She could imagine him staring at her.
    She pressed her legs together. No. That was not happening. Even if he was interested, who could say he’d be interested in her? He might just be looking at her and seeing that inheritance. Sure, he didn’t seem like the kind of guy who would do that. None of them did. Then they murdered you in your sleep.
    Not that she’d mind him sneaking into her room—
    Ophelia had been bad enough. Damned if she’d have two sisters drooling over this guy, no matter how handsome he was.
    When she got back, O and Frieda were