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Detective Chandler’s expression never changed.

But Bailey wasn’t surprised that his pupils had dilated when he finally lifted his head. They stared at each other, and she thought, Don’t let him want me. It would be incredibly unrewarding for him. Men...well...she didn’t do men. Not anymore.

When she looked at him again, his crooked smile sent a jolt through her.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Hope Lawson,” he said.

“Just...don’t call me that.”

“All right.” There was that astonishing gentleness again. “Bailey it is. Unless you prefer Ms. Smith?”

“Either is fine.” She retreated to her side of the table. “Thank you, Detective.”

“If you’re going to be Bailey, I’ll be Seth.”

The flutter in her belly wouldn’t let her respond to that. We’re not friends, she wanted to say, but she didn’t want to alienate him, either.

This desire to cling to him was completely unfamiliar to her.