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dangerous. Like the man himself. He wore loose jeans that were slung low on his hips, and it gave her a nice view of the abs to go along with the rest of his nearly perfect body.
    Perfect except for the scar on his right shoulder.
    It looked like a gunshot wound. And that snapped her out of the hot-body fantasy she was weaving around him.
    “What are you doing up?” he growled.
    His tone further dampened her fantasy, even though being near him had a unique way of renewing that fantasy.
    “I couldn’t sleep,” she whispered and glanced over his shoulder. The nursery door was closed. “Thank God we had a quiet night.” Quiet as in no one had attempted to kill them.
    Bo made a sound that was minimally agreeable. “They’re still in bed,” he grumbled, obviously following her gaze.
    Hopefully he hadn’t followed her gaze when she’d given his body the once-over. But he obviously had. Mattie realized that when their eyes met. She didn’t have a ton of experience with men, but she saw the glimmer of heat.
    Involuntary heat, that is.
    Bo’s mouth turned to a snarl, but even that didn’t make him less hot.
    “Sorry,” he mumbled at the exact moment that Mattie said the same.
    They stared at each other, apparently waiting to see which would be the first to put a foot in their mouth.
    Mattie decided to go first. “Don’t worry. Even if we didn’t have some huge obstacles between us, you’re not my type.”
    The corner of his mouth lifted, but it was just as much a snarl as a smile. “Yeah. I’m a cop, and you’re from a family of criminals.”
    She winced before she could hide her reaction. It stung. Always did when people linked her to her scummy family.
    “Sorry,” he mumbled again.
    She tried to shrug. “I did voluntarily go to work for my uncle,” Mattie admitted. “So, I deserve that.”
    He shook his head and mumbled something under his breath. “No. You didn’t.” Bo motioned toward the kitchen. “Want some coffee?”
    She did, desperately. Her brain was screaming for a caffeine fix. But her gaze wandered back to the nursery.
    “They won’t be up for another half hour or so,” Bo let her know. “Rosalie’s in there with them now.”
    Good. So the babies weren’t alone. Even though Rosalie had assured her the windows were wired to the security system, Mattie still didn’t want to take any chances. If someone tried to break into the nursery, Rosalie would be there to get the children out.
    Mattie followed him into the kitchen, placed her purse on the counter and sat at the table while Bo started the coffee. He then disappeared into the adjoining laundry room and a few seconds later came out wearing a snug black T-shirt. End of the peep show, which was just as well.
    “So, why did you go to work for your uncle?” he asked. He opened the fridge and took out the makings for breakfast. Eggs, bacon and orange juice.
    Mattie’s stomach growled, and she realized it’d been noon the day before since she’d eaten. Would Bo let her stay for breakfast, or would he have her out of there before the kids woke up? It wasn’t even 5:30 yet, but she had no idea how long Holly and Jacob would stay asleep.
    When he glanced back at her, Mattie realized he was waiting for an answer to his question.
    “Kendall talked me into coming to work for him, after he’d assured me that he was nothing like my father. He offered me a great salary with medical insurance. Since my fiancé and I were planning on having a child, I thought it was a good idea.” She paused. “I obviously thought wrong. My father was a saint compared to Kendall.”
    Bo made another of those sounds, a cross between agreement and a male grunt, and he poured her a cup of coffee, sliding it across the table toward her.
    Since this was the most civil he had been to her, Mattie hated to ruin the moment, but they had things to discuss.
    “Did you send the DNA tests to the lab?” she asked.
    He froze a moment, turned his back to her and started