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could only be called a dry spell. He hadn’t picked up a woman like he usually did when he needed to burn off stress. It had been even longer since he’d spent more than one night with any woman, but if this worked the way he thought it should, he would be with Lara for a few weeks. He could be in her bed in a couple of days, if her interest level was any indication. Every report he had on her stated she practically lived like a nun. She hadn’t had a single serious boyfriend since she’d broken it off with her lawyer fiancé. She’d thrown herself into work. All it would likely take was showing her a bit of interest and a little affection.
    He didn’t even want to try this without seducing her, Connor suddenly realized. He wanted her.
    He really was a bastard.
    She stopped at the edge of the street. 2nd Street NE was crowded at this time of day. Most of D.C. was crowded at any time of day. She looked up and down the street, obviously trying to find him.
    She breathed a long sigh of relief when her eyes lit on him. “I thought I’d lost you.”
    You couldn’t lose me if you tried, little girl.
“I’m just waiting on the bus.”
    “Oh.” A slow smile spread across her face. She sat on the bench beside him. “I take the bus, too. Though I prefer the Metro. It’s faster.”
    “You don’t have a car?” He was a little surprised. Given her upbringing, he’d half expected she had a driver on call.
    Her head shook as she settled her bag on her lap. “I have a hybrid, but I don’t like to use it in the city. There’s no reason to. Public transitis faster and better for the environment. And you meet the most interesting people on the subway.”
    Yes, and also got to see a lot of public urination. Actually, he didn’t like the idea of her being alone on the subway at night. It would be a little like a cupcake running around a group of toddlers, only she’d look tempting in the midst of thugs with rape and murder on their minds. “You shouldn’t use the Metro late at night.”
    She waved him off. “It’s fine. I have a rape whistle.”
    “You need a gun.”
    “I don’t believe in guns.”
    Why wasn’t he surprised? He was sure she thought that if the government took guns away from good people, everyone would be safe. “Here’s the bad news, sweetheart. They believe in you. You don’t have to believe in a gun to get killed by one.”
    She frowned. “Do you have a gun?”
    “Of course.”
    “How did you get it on the train?”
    Because he had paperwork that showed he was allowed to carry anywhere. It came with the whole high-level Agency gig, but he couldn’t tell her that. “I have a license to carry concealed.”
    He had three guns within reaching distance, along with a couple of knives. He was practically a walking armory. But she didn’t need to know that, either.
    “Wow. I don’t have any guns. I’m surprised Niall would be all right with them.”
    This was a delicate subject, but he’d already thought about it. In fact, he’d gone over just about every scenario possible. “Niall understands that sometimes you have to protect the things that are precious to you. If someone is trying to hurt you, he would want me to use everything in my power to make certain you were safe.”
    She sighed and turned to face him. “Maybe you could take a look at the message I received. What could it hurt for you to just stop by my place and take a look? I’m not very security conscious.”
    He was in.
    Connor put out a hand. “You’ve got a deal.”
    In the distance, he heard the sound of a motorcycle engine revving. Lara began to talk about where she lived and how long it would take them to get there at this time of day. She’d taken the Metro, but was more than happy to get on the bus if he preferred.
    Connor turned and watched as some asshole on a crotch rocket started weaving his way in and out of traffic. It was an annoying little bug flying around the stopped cars.
    “I guess we could find you a