Merlene asked when they’d pulled out of her driveway. Cody accelerated onto Bird Road. “I want you to spend the night at my apartment.” She’d turned to reach for her seatbelt, but swiveled to face him. “Your apartment?” “The building has good security. No one can easily get inside.” She didn’t speak for a few moments, then said, “I don’t know.” Merlene’s nervous tone pulled Cody’s attention back to her. She still wore the oversize pink T-shirt but had pulled on black denim jeans to hide legs that... Cody swallowed, imagining the long expanse of smooth thighs now hidden from his view. No matter what she wore, the woman created an urge to touch her. He’d expected an argument about where she’d spend the night. “What don’t you know?” he asked, his gaze on headlights in the rearview mirror. “Is this some kind of witness protection program?”
