for. Let them worry about keeping me safe. Lord knows they’re never far away.” Of course they had been a little too far away this morning, but it wasn’t their fault.
Piper frowned. Who the heck was the guy who’d saved her? Just a passing Good Samaritan? That seemed a little too unlikely. She dismissed the question. Probably another federal agent, or maybe one of her uncle’s friends. She was quite certain Lucas was leaving nothing to chance.
After giving Dave a quick pat on the arm, Piper started for the door again. “Everything’s going to be fine,” she assured him. All she had to do was stay alert. This morning was a perfect example of not keeping up her guard and allowing too much distance between herself and her designated protection.
“Don’t give Martinez too hard a time,” Dave tossed out, again slowing her departure. “I have a feeling there’s more to him than that flashy exterior.”
“Let’s hope so.” She hated that Martinez was now privvy to her personal situation, but she supposed it was only fair. As if fairness had anything to do with any of this.
RIC BREATHED a sigh of relief when Piper exited the news director’s office and actually made eye contact with him. He’d been worried there for a minute that she was going to put up a fuss about accepting him as her new partner. But he doubted she could be any more upset than her regular cameraman. The guy had been royally ticked off at having to take this little unplanned vacation. Ric checked the smile that twitched his lips. Lucas Camp could be a very persuasive man.
Piper glanced at her watch, then at Ric. “We have a ten-o’clock shoot. We’d better be on our way.”
“My equipment’s in the van already.”
She just looked at him for a moment, then said, “Fine.”
Okay, Ric decided, time for him to turn on some of his own persuasive powers. He wasn’t about to risk screwing up this assignment. If Piper Ryan thought he couldn’t do the job her regular cameraman did, he’d just have to prove her wrong. And he would win her over. Ric allowed the smile to slide across his lips then. Oh, yeah, he hadn’t met a woman yet he couldn’t charm. This one would be no different.
His course of action settled, Ric followed Piper through the newsroom and down the stairwell into the parking garage. The two FBI guys assigned to her moved ahead of them to check the garage and the WYBN news van. To his surprise, Piper had carefully masked any lingering fear from this morning’s little drama. Ric couldn’t help but wonder if she was as tough as she pretended to be. It took one tough cookie to face death and then walk away as if nothing had happened.
He also decided that Piper looked even better in person. The sway of her hips was seductive in a very elemental way, as was her manner of dress. She didn’t exploit her feminine assets, yet she couldn’t hide the exquisite attributes that had no doubt helped along her television career. That conservative suit did little to hide her sexuality. She was definitely hot.
And her hair, almost as dark as his own, hugged her neck in one of those swingy styles that looked sophisticated yet sexy. But the eyes were the most notable of her features. As blue as a clear summer sky. The kind of startling blue that you never expected on a brunette. When she looked at him, heat went right through him. Which was intriguing but most definitely out of bounds. Ric felt with a fair measure of certainty that that little point would prove the most difficult to keep in mind. The attraction was there, but he couldn’t act on it. Not the way he wanted to anyway. This was an assignment, and even if it wasn’t, Lucas Camp would probably kill him for thinking even remotely carnal thoughts about his niece if he ever found out.
End of subject.
“Hope Place is just off Memorial Drive.” Piper pulled the passenger side door open as she spoke. “If we hurry we’ll get there in time to get some footage before the interview.”
“Just tell me which way to go.” He started to close the door after her.
“You don’t know the way?” A surprised and openly accusing gaze collided with his.
“This is my first day in Atlanta,” he said with a confident smile. “But I’m a fast learner.”
Piper blinked those amazing eyes, but failed to conceal her utter disbelief. “You are kidding, right?” She laughed, a kind of startled sound. “Surely you can’t mean that you don’t know your way around this town.” The disbelief turned to something resembling outright panic when he didn’t immediately respond. “Oh, God, you’re serious. You’re completely lost.”
Ric delivered one of the megawatt smiles that usually got him anywhere he wanted. “Don’t sweat it, querida. I won’t let you down.”
Outrage kindled in her eyes, searing away the panic.
Before she realized his intent, Ric reached up and traced the line of annoyance marring her smooth forehead. “You’re much too pretty to frown like that, querida.”
He moved back a step when she bounded out of the van to stand toe-to-toe with him. Fury blazed in those blue eyes now. She jabbed him in the chest with her finger. “Let’s get this straight right now, Martinez. I am not your querida or any other pet name in your vast ‘charm’ vocabulary. You will refer to me by name or you won’t refer to me at all. And you will keep your hands to yourself. ¿Comprende?”
Ric braced one hand on the open door and the other on the van, effectively trapping her. Then he leaned in close. Very close. He smiled when she held her ground in spite of the flicker of uncertainty he saw in her eyes. The emotion was banished behind that slick, professional veneer she wore as swiftly as it appeared.
“Comprende,” he said softly.
He didn’t miss the little hitch that disrupted her breathing. Before he drew back, Ric took his time studying her eyes, her cute little turned-up nose and then her lush velvety lips. He could smell the barest hint of perfume, something subtle and entirely too enticing. This close he could see the tiny, almost imperceptible scar on her delicate chin. He wanted to know what caused it, and even more, he wanted to touch it. But that would be a big mistake. Reluctantly he drew back from her personal space.
“After you.” He indicated the seat she had abandoned.
Piper blinked then turned away from him. Once she had climbed back into her seat, Ric closed the door firmly behind her and headed to the other side of the van. Miss Ryan might think she was tough, but she wasn’t. Ric had her number already. Spoiled little rich girl. She might be the hottest thing going on local television here in Atlanta, but outside the state of Georgia she was just another wannabe. And if he had her pegged right she usually got her way. But then she’d never tangoed with Ric Martinez.
He grinned as he climbed behind the wheel of the WYBN-TV news van. He had every intention of keeping the upper hand. Just like he told her uncle, this assignment was going to be a walk in the park.
He started the van and turned to his silent companion. “Which way?”
She settled back into her seat but kept her gaze straight ahead. “Left out of the parking lot.” She turned to him then and smiled sweetly—too sweetly. “I’ll tell you the rest on the way. You have twenty minutes.”
“Don’t sweat it, boss lady. I’ll get you there.”
Ric stomped the accelerator, burning rubber as he exited the garage. This was going to be a walk in the
