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her discomfort. He wanted to know what else would make her blush, what else would cause that dreamy look to enter her eyes as it had on the floor, what would spark the glint of laughter he had seen in her eyes earlier that night. He wanted to know her .
    It was a thought that should have scared him, but it didn’t. He was intrigued, and there was nothing wrong with it. While he hadn’t felt this much interest in a woman in years, he attributed it to his attraction to her.
    “You like embarrassing me, don’t you?” she narrowed her eyes playfully.
    “You caught me.” And he liked it. He liked it even more that she called him on it. Leaning back in his chair, he took his drink again. “Tell me about yourself.”
    “I hate questions like those. They’re so vague.” Her nose wrinkled. “Am I supposed to supply you with my basic history, a few tidbits to make it interesting, or in return, ask about you?”
    He agreed with her. It was the type of open-ended question that he would have asked as a PI to get his subject to open up to him, to give him details that he normally wouldn’t have asked about. And most important, her response would tell him even more about herself than the information she conveyed. “Why don’t we start with the basic get-to-know-you questions? What do you do for work? What do you like to do when you aren’t working? If it was the end of the world, would you rather have a toothbrush or toilet paper?”
    Her hand quickly covered her mouth, shielding him from the drink that was threatening to spew. “What?”
    “I thought it was important.”
    “Very amusing.” She rolled her eyes. “I’m working as a nanny for twins. A girl and a boy. They’re seven now.” She sighed. “I can’t believe how quickly the time has gone by.”
    “How long have you been with them?”
    “Since they were two.” A glimmer of mischief entered her dreamy eyes. “They were such hellions at that age. Their previous nanny had spoiled them rotten.”
    “And you don’t?”
    “No way. You have to let children know who’s boss from day one. Or else they will know they can terrorize you into giving them whatever they want. Besides, kids need boundaries.”
    He laughed at the image, but he could relate. Her description of raising children wasn’t far from his opinion on jobs. With any person in his field, the employees, the PIs, snitches, or clients, you needed to have a firm but soft touch. “What made you want to get into childcare?”
    “I don’t know exactly. I’ve always been good with kids and I feel comfortable around them. They may be naughty at times but they are never truly bad at heart. They don’t intentionally set out to hurt you, and often, what you see is what you get. I like that openness.” She shook her head. “Now enough about me. What about you? What do you do?”
    “I’m a private investigator.” It was true. He was still licensed as one even though he hardly ever took any clients these days. And the fact that he owned the company didn’t feel like a lie of omission.
    Besides, while she didn’t seem the type, he couldn’t bear to see the dollar signs that so often crept into a woman’s eyes when he told them he owned the company.
    “Interesting. So are you investigating me?” His mouth fell open and she laughed, clearly delighted with herself. “I’m only kidding.”
    His chuckle was a bit strained before he took another draw from his beer. Lies came easily to him, but it felt wrong to lie to her. It was something he hoped to never have to do.
    “Anyway, I’m a nanny. For fun I like to read, romance mainly, and I’d choose a toothbrush.” She leaned forward slowly, the shirt gaping slightly, revealing a scrap of red that had him ready to eat his hand. She rested her head in her hand as if she were enthralled, not realizing the havoc she was creating in his system. “And you? Toilet paper or toothbrush?”
    He cleared his throat, forcing his gaze away. Focus on the