Still didn’t detract one bit from her all-around gorgeousness. He had the advantage knowing about this meeting beforehand, and if there’s one thing he’d learned about his ex-fiancée it was that if you had an advantage over her—exploit it. She reined herself in and the tight lips curved into a tighter smile. “You’re back.” “In the flesh.” He spread his arms, spanning the doorway. Two spots of color flagged her cheeks and then disappeared almost immediately. She recovered quickly—always had, always would. “I heard you were traipsing around Latin America after your...leave of absence.” Her fingers drummed the papers on the desk. He kicked the door shut behind him and she jumped. Not so composed after all. “I’ve been back in the States about a month. Went straight from drugs to serial killers.”
