Relax,” the woman said. “It’s just me.”<br /><br />“Just you?” Hale asked with heavy irony, remembering the black leather and predator’s eyes with a stab of heat. Dangerous beauty had always been his downfall.<br /><br />“I’m watching your back.”<br /><br />“Sure you are,” he snorted. Beauty or not, he wasn’t stupid enough to trust. Screw, sure. Trust, no way.