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exactly something I’d like to repeat. But no harm, no foul.”
    “Really?” Suspicion stained her eyes.
    He’d have to teach her to hide her emotions better. “You were absolutely right. We’re both professionals and I should have treated you as such.”
    “Now you show that by suggesting we live together?”
    Ethan opted to ignore her sarcasm. “Hear me out. You’re off office duty once you leave today.”
    “But the computer intelligence—”
    “I have secure link-ups at home. That summit ball is only two weeks away. We need every minute between now and then to trade services.”
    “What services are you offering at your playboy bachelor pad?”
    Her meaning sucker-punched him. Apparently he hadn’t hidden his attraction as well as he’d thought.
    Kelly’s jaw tipped with a defensiveness that spoke louder than her words. “I mean, why not take the warm and willing woman up on her offer? After all, she announced it to a whole room of people.”
    How could she see herself as nothing more than a warm and willing body? Who the hell had abused her trust?
    Guilt pinched him. Hard. But damn it, her safety depended on her cover’s believability. He had to trust his Aunt Eugenie could pull off her fairy godmother role for him.
    Ethan decided not to acknowledge the “warm and willing” comment and rolled out his excuse for getting her out of the office. “We’ll exchange language brush-up lessons for self-defense training.”
    Her arms fell to her lap. “Oh.”
    “And I don’t live in a ‘bachelor pad,’” he felt compelled to add. “When I’m in town, I live in the family home with my aunt.”
    A grin crept over her face. “You live with your aunt?”
    She laughed.
    He was worrying himself cross-eyed over hurting her feelings and she was laughing at him.
    Kelly clapped a hand over her mouth.
    Heat inched up the back of his neck for the second time in one day—hell, for the second time in his life—thanks to this woman. “Kelly—”
    Her laughter caressed the air with the same husky sensuality of her voice. “The great playboy of the western world lives with his aunt.”
    Ethan bristled. “It’s a big house.”
    “I’m sure it is.”
    “I’m gone a lot. She watches over my stuff.”
    “Makes sense.”
    Her laughter faded. Silence fell. Kelly fidgeted with the paperweight. The vacuum cleaner silenced and he still hadn’t convinced her. He would have to play dirty. But then rules had never been his strong suit. “I thought you wanted to do whatever it took to get out from behind that desk.”
    Her hand clenched around the paperweight. He’d won. He could see it in the sigh lowering her shoulders.
    “Your aunt won’t mind a guest for two weeks?” Kelly offered a final token resistance.
    Damn it, Kelly had been pushing his buttons left and right while he was trying to be Joe Sensitive. Well, not anymore. He’d maneuver her where he wanted her, damn it, mouthiness and all. He wouldn’t let his rogue feelings get in the way of his quest for that file Hatch had on his parents.
    “Aunt Eugenie knows I work for the CIA, just not about ARIES. She doesn’t ask questions. I’ve already spoken to her. Do you want to follow me out there?”
    “I don’t have a car. I take the train in—”
    “Good.” His mojo was positively humming. “Then I’ll pick you up in the morning.”
    “Well, I don’t know—”
    “Be ready by seven. I want to get an early start.”
     
    Kelly watched the morning sun creep over the Virginia suburban skyline from the comfort of luxurious leather in Ethan’s vintage Jaguar.
    A really messy Jag.
    She nudged the gym bag at her feet with her tennis shoe in a vain attempt to make room for herself amidst the piles of books on tape and empty coffee cups.
    Over the hills and through the woods to Aunt Eugenie’shouse they drove. Ice-laden trees and street signs sped past her window outside, while blues music swirled from the CD player inside.
    Ethan had steamrollered