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I’ll live with it.”
    After a slight catch of her breath, the confidence returned to her face. “A hand kiss. And I thought chivalry was dead.”
    He brushed her hair from her shoulders and rested his mouth at her ear. “Sometime in the future I’m going to kiss more than your hand, starting with that sexy mouth of yours, then I’m going to move my lips lower until—”
    She pulled back and started backing to the door. “We’re going to behave ourselves during this trial, Daniel.”
    â€œSure. Whatever you say.” But he bit back a laugh when he realized she was trying to convince herself as well as him.
    â€œI’m going now,” she said without making a move to leave.
    â€œFine. I’m not stopping you. Not this time.”
    â€œSince when have you ever stopped me?”
    He couldn’t resist getting in one last comment before she disappeared. “I sure didn’t stop you Saturday night. And I’m not going to stop you if you decide you want a repeat performance in the future. But it’s going to be your decision. You know where to find me.”
    â€œYes, I do. Opposing me in a courtroom.” With that she jerked open the door and rushed away, leaving Daniel assessing his total loss of logic.
    For years he’d walked the straight and narrow, never veering off course, never doing anything that could ruin his aspirations, especially not with a woman. But Alisha wasn’t just another woman. She was tough. She didn’t give a damn about what his status could bring her. And most important, she was nothing at all like his mother—a woman who suffered abuse from her alcoholic husband at the expense of her own children’s sense of safety. And still she’d stayed with him, until staying had cost her her life.
    But that was all in the past, where Daniel intended to keep it. He also intended to see where this thing with Alisha Hart might lead. Hopefully not down the path of destruction.

Four
    A s if her little encounter with Daniel Fortune hadn’t been bad enough two days ago, now she found herself at the jail for another meeting with Les Massey. She’d had very little sleep and too much to think about—namely the prosecutor. Right now she had to think about her client, who sat across from her giving her a suggestive smile that probably worked on most women but not on her.
    She shuffled her notes to keep from looking at him. “Okay, Mr. Massey, we need to go over a few things before I have to go before the judge for the hearing.”
    â€œI’m all yours, Ms. Hart. Knock yourself out.”
    When she finally looked up to discover his orange prison-issue jumpsuit unzipped to his sternum, she wanted to knock him out. “First of all, in reference to the woman you pushed—”
    â€œI told you I didn’t push her.”
    â€œAll right, the woman you allegedly pushed while makingyour escape down the walkway following the river-taxi incident—”
    â€œI wasn’t escaping.”
    â€œYou were running.”
    â€œI was sprinting. No one was after me except maybe a few girls. They were trying to take my sash.” And he looked proud of it.
    â€œYou don’t remember even accidentally nudging the woman?”
    â€œI don’t even remember her. In fact, the last thing I remember was running headlong into the cop. He cuffed me and brought me down here.”
    Alisha leaned forward and gave him the full extent of her scowl. “One of you is lying.”
    â€œShe’s lying. I didn’t push anyone. I’m not that stupid.”
    Since the guy delighted in putting on a show half-naked in public, leaving himself wide open for arrest, Alisha could definitely debate that. “Next point. You haven’t been formally charged with a concealed-weapons violation, but it’s a possibility. Did you have a gun?”
    Now Les scowled. “I swear I didn’t have one.