Maggie Undercover
– needs a girl almost half his age couldn't fill.
    Twenty minutes later Jared was pulling on his
shoes when Maggie's car roared into the driveway. He looked out the
window and saw her and Alexandra headed toward the house.
    Her hair again caught up in a ponytail,
Maggie wore jeans and another sleeveless tank top, this one a
bright pumpkin orange with green trim. The material outlined her
breasts and made him swallow against the sudden dryness in his
throat. He coughed and made a mental note to remind her to bring a
jacket and to make sure she wore it – closed.
    Alexandra glanced up and waved, her body
quivering with excitement. In the last week she had become a
different child. No longer was she a quiet, polite, if sullen
child, now she exploded with energy. Her laughter filled the
corners of his house and his heart like sunshine. All his doubts
and fears about returning to Council Falls and teaching evaporated
under the warmth of her transformation.
    The counselors had told him it would happen
when she was ready. Though loathe to admit it, Jared couldn't help
believing Maggie McCade had triggered the metamorphosis.
    Alexandra turned and said something to Maggie
who also looked up. When she started to wave too then stopped and
stared Jared realized he stood bare-chested. Her hungry gaze sent a
shaft of unwanted heat through him. Heart thudding, he turned away,
snatched up his shirt and sweatshirt and headed downstairs.
    They waited on the porch while Alexandra
rushed inside to change. Jared sat on the porch swing. Arms crossed
over her chest Maggie perched on the railing and stared out over
the once again leaf-covered lawn. One long, jean-clad leg swung to
a rhythm only she heard. Each motion set her ponytail bobbing, a
reminder of her youth and innocence. But his gaze kept straying
back to her breasts.
    "You look like a pumpkin," he blurted.
    She dropped her arms and laughed. "Guess I do
at that." Eyes sparkling with mischief, she touched the green trim
at her top's scooped neck and grinned at him. "But the green's in
the wrong place." Her hand rested on the rise of her breast her
little finger just above the outline of her puckered nipple.
    He tore his gaze away and stood. Heat and
anger surged through him. "Do you have a jacket?"
    Her grin faded. "In the car."
    "Get it. It's warm now, but it'll get cool
later. I'll see what's holding up Alexandra."
    The pain in Jared's eyes before he turned
away slammed into Maggie. What am I doing? So far she'd found no
reason to believe him guilty of anything, not hacking nor
inappropriate behavior with his students. Why was she teasing the
man?
    Because, she admitted to herself, she wanted
him to see her as a woman, not as a girl or a student. She sank
onto the porch swing and groaned. This would never do. She couldn't
afford to feel anything for Jared Blake. Innocent or not, he was a
suspect in an investigation. Nothing more. When this job ended she
was heading back to L.A. as quick as her car could carry her.
    The screen door slammed and Alexandra
thundered onto the porch, skidding to a stop in front of Maggie.
"Come on. Let's go." She pulled Maggie up.
    She felt Jared following them as Alexandra
tugged her toward his SUV. Brand new, top of the line and loaded
the vehicle's ebony exterior gleamed in the sun.
    Maggie whistled and circled the SUV. It
reeked of luxury and security, things that been lacking in her
childhood. "Wow! Teaching must pay well."
    Jared cheeks reddened, but it was Alexandra
that answered. Pride rang in her voice. "Daddy used to write
computer programs. He made lots and lots of money. He's rich so he
can buy anything he wants and do what he likes. And he likes
teaching," she finished with a triumphant smile as she crawled into
the back seat of the big vehicle.
    "Rich, huh?" Maggie grinned at the flustered
Jared.
    "Comfortable," he countered.
    She climbed into the front seat and leaned
back into the gray leather. "Very comfortable."
    He ignored her gentle

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