Snapped

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Authors: Kendra Little
he forgot what the hell he was trying to say.
    "The point is we're both single and
we like each other."
    He shook his head. "I don't like
you. How can I, I don't know much about you." And what he did know, from
the stories down at the station, he didn't like.
    "Then we can get to know each other
before we..."
    "No," he growled. It was time
he nipped her infatuation in the bud before she got her hopes up. How did the
saying go? You had to be cruel to be kind. "You're not my
type."
    "Oh." She pouted, making her
lips even more delicious. "What is your type?"
    "Just drop it, Lucy."
    "Ah," she nodded, "I get
it. You like the sort of girls who want big Nick Dante to take them in their
arms and protect them from the nasty world. Puh-lease, give me a break. Those
women are so last century."
    Where did this woman get off? He'd never
met anyone who pressed every button then tweaked until he was at snapping
point. "Don't judge me Lucy," he said, clenching and unclenching his
fists at his sides.
    "Oh, you don't like being
judged?" She raised both brows and crossed her arms under her breasts. "Tell
me about it."
    Damn, he'd walked right into that one. She
had a point, but he wasn't going to change his opinions overnight just because
she didn't like them. He was about to tell her exactly what was wrong with her
skewed version of his love life when her face softened and she stood slowly.
    She blew out a breath and held up her
hands. "Truce. I don't want to argue with you and I'm guessing you don't
want to argue with your star witness."
    "Oh-kay."
    She half smiled. "Start again?"
She held out her hand.
    He hesitated then took it. He definitely
didn't want to get her offside right now when she was the key to his
investigation. They had delved into awkward territory way too fast for virtual
strangers, but he had to admit, as her lips curved up into a kissable grin, he
kind of liked sparring with her. Usually women either ran the other way or completely
surrendered when he got annoyed. Lucy Hudson had more than held her own.
    "Start again," he agreed,
sitting again. "Starting with Mollino's girlfriend."
    She sat too but at the opposite end of
the couch this time. He felt a little twinge of regret that she was so far away
but then again, it afforded him a better perspective of her luscious breasts so
he didn't mind so much.
    "You mean you really know nothing
about her?"
    "Just the basics."
    Lucy spent the next twenty minutes
describing Mollino's mystery woman down to the type of underwear she used. By
the time she'd finished, he was certain he'd be able to spot her in a stadium
full of blondes.
    "You're observation skills are
amazing," he said. "You should be a cop."
    "Ha ha." But she wasn't
offended and she grinned.
    He grinned too. "You're our only
witness," he said standing. "So don't go leaving town."
    "I wouldn't dream of leaving our
boys in blue in the lurch."
    He handed her his card and wrote his cell
phone on the back. "Call me if—"
    "I want a good time?"
    He frowned. "Thanks for your help,
Lucy."
    "Anytime."
    So he'd heard.
    "And if you need anything
else," she said, "just let me know."
    He nodded and opened her door. O'Connor,
sitting on the carpet in the moldy corridor, stood. "Finally!"
    "Let's go."
    "Already? But—"
    "I said, let's go."
    O'Connor grumbled but led the way to the
stairs. At the landing, Nick turned back. Lucy was still standing in her
doorway, dressed in slinky black and looking every inch like a cat burglar,
blonde hair framing the delicate features of her pretty face. She gave him a
finger wave and smiled sweetly. He nodded and followed O'Connor down the
stairs.
    In the car, O'Connor gave him a woohoo. "Way
to go, Dante."
    "It's not what you think," said
Nick. O'Connor could think what he wanted, Nick wasn't going into details.
    "Really? Then why did I have to
leave the apartment?"
    "Because you're a pain in the
ass."
    That shut him up for a whole minute. "So
how was it?"
    "We didn't do anything." Nick
glanced at

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