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one level.  "Have
at it then."
    She stood frozen for a moment, really, really
wanting to ask him if he meant what she thought he meant…but she couldn't.  She
turned, sensing his full gaze on her as she walked to the fence and climbed
over.  When she reached the other side, sure enough he still stood where she'd
left him, his intense gaze watching her every move, a satisfied grin twisting
his lips.
    Lord help her.

CHAPTER FOUR
     
    Good God.  He leaned back in the porch swing,
trying to remind himself he was currently on duty and not entertaining a
potential lover.  He should be shot for his behavior around Ariana.  She was not one of the local gals he loved to turn around the dance floor.  She was a
witness in a major organized crime trial.  He was a sworn officer of the law,
and even though he was no longer a part of the U.S. Marshals, he'd promised
Quinn he'd protect her.
    Not flirt with her.  Not tease her until she
smiled.  And definitely not undress her with his eyes.  He watched with utter
interest as she climbed the wooden fence again, admiring the way her tight
jeans showcased the curve of her ass as she straddled the fence.  "Mmm-mmm." 
Then there was always the hope that she'd have her ass toward him as she bent
to pick up a coffee can.
    She turned to him, and he tried to keep his
face as passive as possible.  "Did you say something?" she called
across the distance.
    "No.  About done?"
    "I want to do a few more, if that's okay."
    "Knock yourself out."  And knock some
sense into him, too.  He would have her under his protection for the next month
until she was scheduled to testify against her murdering mobster of a father. 
It would show a complete lack of professionalism if he was to start a personal relationship
with her.  If he was still with the Marshals, he could be fired for it.
    Ariana bent over, giving him the perfect view. 
Damn.  She stood and looked at him over her shoulder as though she'd known he
was watching.  He quickly glanced away, but he was more than a little certain
she'd busted him.
    Oh hell.  Someone save him.  Why couldn't she
have been a fat old man?
    He let her go another round, unable to look
away while she seemingly taunted him.  Then, he'd had enough.  He waited until
she retrieved the five cans, trying to ignore the fact she either gave him a
nice view of her ass, or faced him, giving him a peek-a-boo glimpse of her
cleavage as she bent over.  If she looked, she'd find a bulge of heated desire
in his pants.
    She sauntered toward him, his gun swinging from
her hips.  She gave him a smile full of mischief.
    Enough torture for one day.  He'd reached his
breaking point and needed to cool down.
    He approached her and pulled his weapon from
the holster, earning a surprised look from her.  "Want me to show you how it's
really done?"  He turned and fired in rapid succession, sending all five
cans popping from their posts in less than two seconds.  He raised his brows,
giving her a cocky grin as he re-holstered his gun before he turned and headed
for the house.
    "Show off," she called after him.
    *        *        *
    Okay, so she'd been teasing Milo.  He deserved it. 
She had to do something to get even for the way he watched her.  Ariana stopped
on the porch, grinning as she took Milo's seat on the porch swing.  The cushion
was soft against her back, and the swing creaked and groaned as she rocked it.
    The guy had been tossing sexual barbs at her from
the moment they'd met.  It was more than fair that she'd caused him to be just
as heated as she was by the time he called the game.  She wasn't a little
schoolgirl who could be swept off her feet by a good-looking guy, even if she'd
always dreamed about a hot cop who'd ride in and save her from her family. 
No.  She would be the one who would extricate herself from her pathetic
family.  But if he wanted to engage in a war of wits while she passed her days,
she was up for it.  To her, there