It take it Priss has you tied up in knots?”
There wasn’t much point in denying it. And maybe admitting things to Dare would help him get them under control. “I want her.”
“No shit. Tell me something I don’t know.”
Trace had trusted Dare forever, as a good friend, a partner in business and as an honorable man. He knew Dare had uncanny instincts and deadly skills.
But he thought he had covered his reaction to Priss.
“Damn.” Trace ran a hand through his hair. “Do you think Molly and Chris picked up on it, too?”
After a short sound that might have been a stifled laugh, Dare said, “They’re neither blind, deaf, or stupid. So . . . yeah. I’m betting they noticed.”
Trace frowned.
With a shake of his head, Dare dismissed his concern. “It’s not a big deal, Trace. Don’t sweat it.”
The mild, even amused reaction to his predicament surprised Trace. “She’s off-limits.”
“You think so?” Dare looked down at the dappling of sunshine through tree limbs, then back at Trace. “Why’s that?”
“What do you mean, why’s that? Hell, Dare, I barely know the woman.”
“You knew her well enough to take her picture.”
If Dare smiled, he was going to flatten him. Period.

Auteur: Lori Foster