“As sexy as you look in this outfit, you can’t go in through the front door, Coleman. Security might alert Lutz before you could even take a step in.” Kristoff started during the car ride, sounding like a commander briefing his troops. His tone was so serious and dry that the fact that he called Cindy sexy didn’t make her feel that. Instead, she felt like she was being praised for having bloused her combat boots.
Cindy looked down at her stiletto clad feet. So much for troops.
“I know, don’t worry. I know that building inside out, ever since I would sneak in to see my dad run the board meetings. I’ll be in and moving like a ghost.” She smiled smugly, still eyeing her precious shoes. Kristoff’s eyes travelled the length of her legs, then stopped at the shoes in question. Cindy saw him ope
