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charm. I’m not going to fall for that. I’m impervious. I’m a rock.”
    He chuckled softly. “All right. Then maybe you could get me a glass of water. I’m a little—”
    The thud of footsteps on the stairs interrupted his request and Ellie jumped up, anxious to put as much space as she could between her and Liam Quinn. He was exactly the kind of man she always fell for. In truth, he was a whole lot nicer looking than the men in her past. And if he really was a photographer, then he was probably a lot more interesting, as well. And he had a better body and a decent fashion sense. And he knew how to choose men’s cologne.
    “Police!”
    Ellie turned to the door, setting the knife on a nearby table. The two officers rushed into the room, their guns drawn. Ellie sat on the sofa and watched as they patted Liam down and pulled him to his feet. Then they shoved him up against the wall and searched him more thoroughly.
    “Would you like to tell us what you were doing in this lady’s apartment?”
    “I was passing by on the street and I saw an intruder slip in the front door.”
    “Yeah, right. How did you know it was an intruder and not this lady’s husband?”
    “Oh, I’m not married,” Ellie piped up.
    “He was wearing a ski mask,” Liam explained. “I figured my first impression was probably right. Hey, we can clear this all up right now if you just call the downtown station house. My brother is a detective there. Conor Quinn.”
    They turned him around. “We’re from the down-town precinct,” the taller officer said, “and I don’t know any detective named—”
    “I do,” the other officer said. “Conor Quinn. He’s in homicide. Tall, dark-haired guy. Wife just had a baby. In fact, this guy looks a lot like him.”
    “She’s got my ID,” Liam said, nodding toward Ellie.
    Ellie quickly stood and handed the officer Liam’s wallet. “He’s telling the truth. His name is Liam Quinn and he’s a photographer. And—and I think I may have made a mistake.”
    The short officer cuffed Liam and shoved him toward the door. “I’ll take him down to the car while you take her statement,” he said.
    “’Bye!” Ellie called as Liam walked through the door. “It was nice meeting you.” She paused. “Officer, can you make sure you have a doctor look at the cut on his forehead? It could need stitches.”
    “Ma’am, why don’t you have a seat and we’ll figure out what happened here?” the officer suggested.
    “All right. But I want you to know that he was very polite and well behaved while he was here. And he told the truth. There was someone else in the apartment. I saw him run out. I thought they were partners. I didn’t realize he was trying to save me.”
    “What his intentions were aren’t really clear, ma’am. I just need your side of the story.”
    Ellie folded her hands on her lap and began to recount the events of that night from the moment she woke up. As she did, her mind kept returning to the instant her eyes had met Liam’s, to the powerful current that had passed between them. Had she simply imagined it or was the attraction mutual? As she spoke she tried to push the thought from her head.
    For all she knew he was a burglar and he’d end up in prison for his crime. But in her heart she hoped it wasn’t true. She hoped that the story he’d told was real, that a handsome stranger had come to her rescue without thought to his own safety.
    “Is Liam Quinn going to go to jail?” she asked.
    “Do you want him to go to jail?” the officer countered.
    “I really think he was telling the truth. If you think he’s telling the truth, then you should let him go.”
    “Is anything missing?”
    Ellie glanced around. “Liam said the guy was going through my desk when he came in. But there’s nothing of value there. My computer is still here and so is the television and the stereo equipment.”
    “Well, if you find anything missing, call me and I’ll put it into the report.”