wasn’t taking a jab at her, but making a reference about himself.
“Anyway,” Judson continued, “Glen put a stop to their dating as soon as he met Benny, but he never knew they were sneaking around behind his back.”
Sunny tightened her jaw, able to understand the dead girl’s pain. “Karina was an adult, even though I respect Mr. DeVito, he had no right to run her life. You can’t always help who you fall in love with.”
“I’m sure Glen was just looking out for her like any father would.”
“It’s right in the police report that Benny was…”
“…changing his life with her help. I know, I’ve read it many times.” Judson flipped the pages of the report closed and let them sail through the air to rest on the coffee table.
Sunny pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose. Since Judson had a lot of the same information and was interested in helping, they might as well join forces, but only to a certain extent. “He was taking business classes because he wanted a better life for himself and Karina. And earn Mr. DeVito’s respect.”
Sunny took a deep breath and wished she hadn’t. His light musky scent interfered with her pulse. If they worked together, she’d have to put up with her pulse racing all the time. She smiled inwardly at the idea of getting her cardio workout without breaking a sweat.
“I need to put in a request to have the evidence pulled from storage.”
“I’ve already taken care of that,” Judson replied.
“Oh…thank you.” It irked her he hadn’t talked with her first, but at the same time she respected the fact he planned ahead. “It’d be great to have something solid we can test against DNA when we narrow down a suspect.”
“When I learned Glen didn’t have much time left I knew I needed to— had to —help you with this case.”
Sunny held his gaze. “It doesn’t have anything to do with my brothers, or my dad?”
He chuckled and her body tingled. “Although persuasive, I make my own decisions.”
She had to admire the way he never broke eye contact, and her instincts said to trust him. They didn’t have to be best friends to solve this case, but they each had knowledge and experience to bring to the table and get the job done.
“They didn’t ask you to persuade me to get out of PI work did they?” She tapped her foot on the rug beneath the table as she waited for his response, which seemed slow in coming.
“Your brothers asked me to bring you in that night, and they wanted me to help you, but they never mentioned anything more than the case.” Although his voice sounded delicious, she wouldn’t let it derail her train of thought as she sized up his words. She wanted to believe him.
“You can’t fault them for worrying about you, Sunny.”
She darted her tongue over her lips. “I know they worry about me, but they need to ease up. Everyone has jobs. Why can’t they accept mine?”
“You have to admit it’s a risky occupation.”
“Don’t tell me you agree with them?” She sat up straight. “There are plenty of women investigators out there; some better qualified than their male counterparts.”
“Whoa, Wildcat. Don’t get your panties in a twist.” He leaned back in his chair, totally relaxed. “I’m just saying it’s a risky job for a girl. Your family would prefer you doing something less dangerous.” Then he nodded his head as if he’d given it serious consideration. “And I have to say I agree with them.”
“A girl ?” She shot from her seat. Her heart rate jumped from normal to supersonic in a matter of seconds as her hands slammed over her hips.
Judson rolled his eyes. “I know—I know. You’re a woman.”
Oooohhhh, if only she could spit nails, she’d secure him to the floor outlining his body with them like a chalk line. First she had to defend herself to her family and now to this—this smug stranger. It unnerved her that she needed to justify herself to this man. Let him have no misconceptions