Page 27 (1/1)

"I don’t feel safe living where I live," she lied baldly It wasn’t as if she could possibly get caught and tried for what she was planning to do, she reassured herself In order to establish murder, one had to have not only a weapon but a body And since nobody but her could actually see the body-to-be, voilà--no crih

"Take a karate course"

She rolled her eyes "And what do I do for the next however-e to becoed "Make your boyfriend move in"

"I don’t have a boyfriend anymore," she said peevishly

He didn’t look at all surprised "Probably because you work solanced around and cautiously lowered his voice--"Jeff wouldn’t push you around so much if he didn’t know you’d take it He knows you’ll spend the whole weekend researching the Rollins case He knows you’ll bust butt trying to prove yourself And what’s he planning to do this weekend, you ask? I’ll tell you I overheard hi toat Hilton Head He’ll be out catching so soht, already," Gabby bristled, tes first: one dastardly fairy out of the way, then she’d deal with Jeff Staller and his sneaky little golfing plans "This is not about me, or et a gun"

"You’re scaringyou" Jay turned back around, nose to his computer screen

"Oh, for heaven’s sake, I’ll just look in the phone book if you won’t help me"

"Fine Then I can’t be implicated as any sort of accomplice"

Law students could be such sticks-in-the-, as she turned back around to her desk

And gritted her teeth Adam Black was perched on the low, half-wall of her cubicle, clad in leather pants again--these a deep charcoal and positively buttery-soft-looking, and her gaze got stuck on them for a moment--white T-shirt stretched across hisslate-gray suede boots He was holding the Yellow Pages in one big hand His black hair spilled in a shi at each teo dry, her pal, delighted attention

"Is it to be war between us, then, ka-lyrra?" he said softly

Snatching the phone book from his hand, she hissed, "It already is It has been since the moment you invaded ," she tossed over her shoulder

"It doesn’t have to be, Irish Things could be good between us" Hand still outstretched, he captured a silky fall of her hair, sliding it between his fingers His eyes narrowed, darkening with desire "I like your hair down You should wear it this way more often Masses of silky stuff for anoise deep in his throat that was so erotic itfroe of her desk, facing her, legs splayed on either side of her chair It put her at eye level with his groin, with a heavy swollen leather-clad bulge that siaze to his face, she hissed, "You’re not ato convince?

It just wasn’t humanly possible for a wo her out, trying to Diverting her attention froet rid of hihan, she told herself, exasperated It’s hardly worth the effort, considering how consistently you’re failing Devote the effort to better causes Causes you ht succeed at

"And it’s only down," she continued frostily, not about to rievances; it had been such a suckythe upstairs bathrooet et my toothbrush And you ran me out of hot water" She’d showered downstairs (hastily and with the door locked--as if that werethat could "sift place"--still, it had given her an illusion of security, and Gabby illing to settle for illusion, being that her reality was so depressing) in water that had raised chill bued on panty hose and a suit, reluctantly skipped breakfast, and dashed out, deter as possible