NickI had intended to go straight home. Then, I saw Micky and figured I should take another shot at gathering information.
Plus, she looked damned sexy when her hazel eyes flashed with anger, turning amber. That look made my stomach clench. I wanted to fix whatever had gone wrong in her world and put that gorgeous smile back on her face. That could be a friendly impulse and nothing else, right?
Not wanting to venture far, I suggested the hotel bar down the street from our building. Walking in, I pointed a booth in the corner, and we grabbed a seat. I motioned for the waiter.
"Slightly dirty martini, right?"
"Normally, yes, but I think I'll stick with a glass of wine. The house red is fine," Micky responded. I ordered her red wine and a Scotch for myself.
"What's tying you in knots?" I
