Casey didn't hurry while showering and changing clothes for work. She needed the time to pull her thoughts together. Seeing T.J. at the range had been unexpected. The first thing that flashed across her brain, of course, was the dream. She hoped her reaction to him hadn't shown on her face. But hell, the images were still so fresh she could recall every little detail.
Get it under control, girl.
Seeing the way he handled the Glock made her look at him in a different light, too. Although the sense of danger clinging to him was stronger than ever, at least she felt a little more assured of his ability to handle himself in an emergency.
Still, she was sure if push came to shove nothing beat experience. An unexpected bubble of anticipation burst inside her, spurring a burst of adrenaline.
