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three cats swirling between his legs. “Come on, guys. Let me get this going and then I’ll feed you.” His mind had stayed on the woman upstairs in the bathroom. Grabbing his phone from the counter, he called Jack.
    “Hey, boss. I wanted to let you know that I’ve got the Mystery Lady here with me. Her dog was injured and she came to our meeting place to find me.”
    “They okay?” Jack asked.
    “Yeah, but I’m going to have to keep him and I’m letting her stay here while the dog’s recuperating here as well.”
    Silence greeted him and he rushed to explain. “I saw the hovel she was living in. Jack, it’s amazing she hasn’t been attacked.”
    “Don’t take this the wrong way, Blaise, because there’s not one of us that wouldn’t have stepped in to help this woman, but are you sure about having her there? You do have a propensity for—”
    “Picking up strays,” Blaise finished, irritated that his boss would make the comparison. “But this is different. There’s something about her that draws me in. I want to unravel the mystery of who she is.”
    Jack chuckled, saying, “You got it, man. Do you need us?”
    “Maybe. I’m going to find out what’s going on with her, hopefully, tonight. Then, if she’s in trouble, I’ll contact you.”
    “Whatever you need,” Jack agreed.
    “Thanks, boss,” Blaise replied, disconnecting. By now the three cats had jumped on the counter in a more desperate effort to gain his attention. “Get down,” he admonished, moving into the back room, putting food down in their dishes. “You’d better appreciate the fact that you’re getting fed early.”
    Walking back into the kitchen, he ran into Miss. She yelped as she stumbled backward, his arms rushing out to grab her shoulders.
    “Sorry!” they both exclaimed at once.
    Blaise’s hands did not leave her as his mind rushed to catch up to his vision. Soft, dark waves of shiny brunette hair flowed down her back. Her face scrubbed clean exposed light freckles across her nose. Her cheeks blushed a rosy pink. Her lips, curved in a smile, captured his attention as he longed to pull her in the rest of the way. Moving his gaze around, it finally landed on her wide, dark eyes, startling him back to his senses.
    Letting go of her shoulders as though burned, he exclaimed, “I’m sorry, Miss. How was your shower? You look amazing, just amazing. Not that you weren’t…um…nice before…but now…well—”
    She giggled, watching the normally self-assured man stumble and bumble over his words. “The shower was fabulous. And thank you for letting me use your sister’s toiletries. I haven’t been this clean in…well, a bit.”
    Her words brought him back to reality. “We’ve got to talk. But first, let’s eat.” He noticed her immediate concern and said, “Remember, I just want to help.”
    Opening up slightly, she said, “That’s sweet, but I don’t think anyone can help me.”
    Hating the despondency in her voice, he placed his hands on her shoulders, turned her around and gave her a little push toward the kitchen bar stools. “Well, we’ll fill our bellies and then see what we can do.”
    The sight of a large salad, huge triple-decker club sandwich cut in quarters, and chips was enough to stop her worry for the moment.
    “It’s not much, but—”
    “No, no, it’s perfect,” she gushed.
    The two sat down at the stools and ate in companionable silence for several minutes. She finally turned to him, saying, “When I came down, I heard you talking to someone in the back room. Is Gypsy all right?”
    Nodding while chewing, Blaise swallowed and replied, “I was talking to the three house cats. They were annoying me while I was trying to fix the sandwiches so I put them in the back room with some food.”
    “Do you talk to your animals a lot?” she queried. “I find myself talking to Gypsy all the time like she’s a person.”
    Grinning, he allowed his gaze to move over her face once again, his cock