“Your psychic?”
Erika had this reaction before. More than once. And she immediately regretted her honesty.
“I’m sure this sounds a little strange to you.”
He tilted his head. “What did this psychic say?”
She hesitated. Was he genuinely curious, or did he intend to mock her?
“He’s been predicting that I would meet someone who, at least physically, fits your description.”
He nodded, his gaze leaving hers as if he was considering the idea. She still couldn’t quite decipher what he might be thinking.
“And what else did this psychic say?”
Erika again debated what to tell him. But the lopsided, not altogether kind, slant of his lips made her stop. He thought she was nuts. And he didn’t appear to like her any better for her nuttiness.
“Forget it.” She raised a hand in a gesture of defeat. “I just wanted to be sure your head was all right.”
She started to leave, when his voice stopped her. “Thanks.”
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Justine arched an eyebrow at him. “Are you making fun of me?”
“Never. I was trying—trying to tease a smile back on your lips.”
“Why?”
“I like your smile.”
“You do?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
Nigel shook his head this time. “You mustn’t get many compliments.”
She shrugged. “Honestly, I don’t trust them.”
“Why not?”
“What’s with you and all the questions?”
“I’m a CEO. I thrive on information.”
“So do bodyguards,” she said.
The teasing note was back in her voice and he felt a little thrill of victory at having done that. “Why are you a bodyguard?”
“Well, to be honest, I’m usually more of a weapons expert and marksman. For most assignments we take on, Charity functions as the bodyguard.”
“Why is that?”
“She’s tall and gorgeous, just the sort of person that makes most assailants think they don’t have a thing to worry about.”
“And you’re not.”
She gestured to her short frame. “Height is one thing I’ve never needed.”
“No?”
“No,” she said. “I learned early on that if I don’t quit, I can take anyone.”
“Can you take me?”
“Easily,” she said.
He took two steps toward her. The plane rocked and bucked and all the playfullness that she’d had a second ago disappeared as she used her body to take him down to the floor and braced both of their bodies.
When the plane leveled itself out she knew it had to be turbulence and not an engine out or any other danger. But her heart was racing and it had nothing at all to do with the security of Nigel Carter or his daughter.
Justine closed her eyes but that just made everything…better. All of her other senses came to life. The feel of his hard body under hers, the scent of his spicy aftershave, the sound of each exhalation of his minty breath against her cheek.
She opened her eyes as Nigel’s hands settled low on her waist. This time it wasn’t different. His hand was in the exact same spot that had worried her when they’d been standing toe-to-toe. But now it didn’t bother her.
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