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stacked books and magazines.  But there weren’t many personal touches.  No photographs.  The room reminded Daniel of Bryn.  Controlled, yet inviting in spite of itself.  
    Bryn came back, almost barreling into him.  “What—”  She shook her head and handed him the towel, backing up after she did.  “I didn’t invite you in, Daniel.”  She pushed her hair away from her face.  “I need you to clean up and then leave.  I’m on my way out.”  She flapped her hand, gesturing to his stained shirt and pants.  Her eyes lingered on his zipper for the briefest moment, but long enough to get a response.
    Her eyes widened.
    All of a sudden, the air seemed supercharged with tension.  An invisible chord tugged him, encouraging him to drop the pretenses and make his interest known in a big way.  Daniel dropped the towel, walked up to her, and tilted her face up as he cupped her chin.  
    He wanted to look at those eyes when he kissed her for the first time.  Slowly, he lowered his head.  He saw her eyes widen and heard her breath catch.  He paused with his lips a hair’s breadth from hers.  Waited until she exhaled shakily.  Waited until she inhaled once more.  And then placed his lips on hers.  
    ***
    Tam was right.  Daniel Mays knew how to kiss.  His lips were a study in contrast.  Soft and firm.  Tender and voracious.  Cool and hot.  She moaned as his tongue entered her mouth, teasing her own.  Her entire being was suddenly awash in sensation.  
    Her heart beat faster.
    Her skin grew hotter.
    Her lips clung to his.
    Her nipples hardened, and she could feel herself getting wet.
    She felt disoriented.  And scared.  She broke away from him in panic, struggling to catch her breath.  “What are you doing here?” she finally asked, embarrassed by the husky alto of her voice.  
    Daniel’s own voice was raspy.  “I offered to take you to your sister’s engagement dinner.  Didn’t Tam tell you?”
    Uh no.  Embarrassment and anger washed through her.  “She didn’t tell me she’d set me up with you.  If I’d known...”  She shook her head.  “I mean…”  
    Daniel nodded.  “You mean you never would have opened the door.”  He cocked his head.  “Why is that?”
    “ We work together.”
    “ So let’s date together.”  
    “ No!”  She almost yelled it, startling both of them.  She trembled with panic, wanting to accept his invitation yet knowing how weak and pathetic that made her.  
      He frowned.  “Bryn, there’s something between us.  That kiss was amazing.  I knew it would be.  I knew you would be.”  He stepped towards her, but she held up her hands.
    “ Daniel, stop.  It’s not going to happen between us.  Nothing is going to happen.”
    He growled in frustration, shoving his hand through his hair.  “Why?”
    “ You’re a defense—”
    “ Defense attorney.  Yes, Bryn, I know.  I’m a defense attorney.  Not a pervert.  Not a criminal.  I just make sure people accused of crimes are afforded their constitutional rights.”
    “ Criminals like Kyle Winsor, you mean?”
    “ The jury acquitted him, Justice.”
    “ I found the police report and the victim’s statement more than sufficient to prove his guilt.”
    He let out a short, harsh laugh.  “Great.  So, what?  I should have thrown the trial?  Just to get you to go out with me?”
    He didn’t look happy and the lump of regret that formed inside her stomach echoed the sentiment.  To fight it, she forced herself to be logical.  Analytical.  “Why do you want to go out with me, anyway?”  
    “ What?”  He looked completely befuddled.
    “ A week ago you didn’t even know who I was.”
    “ That is not true.”  His statement was emphatic.  Even so, she sensed his discomfort with this particular subject.
    “ Well, you certainly weren’t attracted to me.  You probably didn’t even recognize me as a woman, did you?” When he continued to say nothing, she said,