“So Jo,” Wolf said in his usual half-growl. “You’re from Santa Fe originally. Went to school out there, family still out there. But you’re comin’ to us from Minneapolis. How’d you end up way up there for work? Nothin’ in a warmer climate?”
Jolene smiled at him and despite the polite reserve she was showing, it was still a smile that damn near knocked the men over flat. She was a secretly-smoldering little thing, no doubt about that, all warm golden skin and black hair and eyes. A dark sunset kind of woman, an irresistible and rare combination of somehow both dusky and glowing.
“Minnesota wasn’t my choice, believe me,” she said in her surprisingly deep voice: it had a dark and husky undertone that just added to her sexiness and blew those oversized clothes out of the damn water. “My ex-hu
