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regained her composure. Her cheeks flushed recalling the two times she had been so close to him.
Think, Christy. Get hold of yourself. It’s just lunch.
“My mother died last year and I inherited her condo, so I decided to try San Diego for a spell. She loved it here, even though she was sick.”
“Sorry to hear that,” Kyle said with a frown. “Sounds like you were close.”
“Yes. I am an only child. Never knew my dad.”
“Well, that sorta makes two of us.” He looked out at the water, tightening his jaw.
“How about your mom? Where does she live?”
“She’s gone, too. I have no one.” He said it to her with a blank look, but Christy could tell he had steeled something inside him. He seemed practiced at hiding, at being private.
“That probably makes it easier to do what you do. I have a lot of respect for your profession.”
He nodded into his coffee cup as she said this. He probably got this line a lot and had grown immune to the words, so she decided to add some levity. “Even though we both know you are a dangerous killer who ravishes females and ties them up with their pantyhose.”
He laughed. The sunshine of his face warmed her all the way to her toes.
“Not today, though. Don’t think you’re wearing any.” He leveled the blue charm on her mercilessly.
He’d noticed?
His simple comment made her wet. She’d told herself she would let him beg. She would stay aloof, make him grovel to get back in her good graces, but his affect on her was the opposite. Everything he did made her crave more. She even wished she’d worn pantyhose.
The pause became the most awkward since their meeting, more awkward than the position of his body over hers as he’d incapacitated her on the floor of Armando’s house two days ago.
“You live here in San Diego, too, right?” she had to ask.
“I’m between places. Was planning to stay at Armando’s while I looked for a condo.”
His blue eyes scanned her lips and then searched the side of her face. “Maybe you could help me.”
God, yes I could.
“I don’t handle leases, but if you’re looking to buy…”
“I have a bonus coming and I thought now would be a good time.”
“The absolute best. There are bank sales and foreclosures all over the county. Even some in my complex.”
“Which one is that?”
“The Infinity, down by the harbor.”
“Nice place. Too expensive.”
“Not as much as you think. I could show you.”
Her stomach clenched. She had crossed a line. He’d get scared off now. But she’d wait to see his response before she retreated.
He leaned back in his chair and nodded with a mock frown. “Okay, we could do that. What about this afternoon?”
His blue eyes pierced her again—with what he didn’t say.
They retrieved Christy’s Honda at the real estate office and Kyle followed her over to the Infinity complex.
“Some of these places went for close to a million dollars when they first came up for resale,” Christy said as she let them inside the furnished model with her passkey. “My mother was one of the first to buy. She got in under a special housing density program.” They both stepped into a beautifully staged great room and kitchen. Through tall picture windows, the bay gleamed as if covered with shattered glass. He opened the sliding glass door and stepped onto the balcony.
“Nice place. Doubt I could afford it.” He turned, resting his back against the black iron railing, his bulging package prominent. He cocked his head, removed his sunglasses and asked, “How much?”
“This one’s five sixty. But we could make them an offer. It’s owned by the bank. If you have some sort of down payment, this could be financed VA.”
“Not sure I have enough.” He walked past her and waited by the slider opening.
“Want to see the rest of the place? It has a nice big bedroom.”
She slipped through the door, close to his body, and heard his inhale. He didn’t move out of the way.
“I
Think, Christy. Get hold of yourself. It’s just lunch.
“My mother died last year and I inherited her condo, so I decided to try San Diego for a spell. She loved it here, even though she was sick.”
“Sorry to hear that,” Kyle said with a frown. “Sounds like you were close.”
“Yes. I am an only child. Never knew my dad.”
“Well, that sorta makes two of us.” He looked out at the water, tightening his jaw.
“How about your mom? Where does she live?”
“She’s gone, too. I have no one.” He said it to her with a blank look, but Christy could tell he had steeled something inside him. He seemed practiced at hiding, at being private.
“That probably makes it easier to do what you do. I have a lot of respect for your profession.”
He nodded into his coffee cup as she said this. He probably got this line a lot and had grown immune to the words, so she decided to add some levity. “Even though we both know you are a dangerous killer who ravishes females and ties them up with their pantyhose.”
He laughed. The sunshine of his face warmed her all the way to her toes.
“Not today, though. Don’t think you’re wearing any.” He leveled the blue charm on her mercilessly.
He’d noticed?
His simple comment made her wet. She’d told herself she would let him beg. She would stay aloof, make him grovel to get back in her good graces, but his affect on her was the opposite. Everything he did made her crave more. She even wished she’d worn pantyhose.
The pause became the most awkward since their meeting, more awkward than the position of his body over hers as he’d incapacitated her on the floor of Armando’s house two days ago.
“You live here in San Diego, too, right?” she had to ask.
“I’m between places. Was planning to stay at Armando’s while I looked for a condo.”
His blue eyes scanned her lips and then searched the side of her face. “Maybe you could help me.”
God, yes I could.
“I don’t handle leases, but if you’re looking to buy…”
“I have a bonus coming and I thought now would be a good time.”
“The absolute best. There are bank sales and foreclosures all over the county. Even some in my complex.”
“Which one is that?”
“The Infinity, down by the harbor.”
“Nice place. Too expensive.”
“Not as much as you think. I could show you.”
Her stomach clenched. She had crossed a line. He’d get scared off now. But she’d wait to see his response before she retreated.
He leaned back in his chair and nodded with a mock frown. “Okay, we could do that. What about this afternoon?”
His blue eyes pierced her again—with what he didn’t say.
They retrieved Christy’s Honda at the real estate office and Kyle followed her over to the Infinity complex.
“Some of these places went for close to a million dollars when they first came up for resale,” Christy said as she let them inside the furnished model with her passkey. “My mother was one of the first to buy. She got in under a special housing density program.” They both stepped into a beautifully staged great room and kitchen. Through tall picture windows, the bay gleamed as if covered with shattered glass. He opened the sliding glass door and stepped onto the balcony.
“Nice place. Doubt I could afford it.” He turned, resting his back against the black iron railing, his bulging package prominent. He cocked his head, removed his sunglasses and asked, “How much?”
“This one’s five sixty. But we could make them an offer. It’s owned by the bank. If you have some sort of down payment, this could be financed VA.”
“Not sure I have enough.” He walked past her and waited by the slider opening.
“Want to see the rest of the place? It has a nice big bedroom.”
She slipped through the door, close to his body, and heard his inhale. He didn’t move out of the way.
“I
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