Page 243 of Rock Chick

She rolled her eyes again.

Another fair play, Indy being that wasn’t news.

He let his gaze drop to her hand, the one she didn’t use to brush off her ass.

He returned it to her face. “Is that my lock picking kit?”

“Um…” She didn’t exactly answer.

“You stole my lock picking kit?”

“I didn’t steal it.” Definitely a snap in that. “I found it.”

“You found it,” he repeated wryly.

“I found it.”

She was such a shit liar.

“I hid it in one of my boots so you wouldn’t do something like, oh, I don’t know…” He gestured to the floor between them and finished, “This.”

She scrunched up her nose and kept her mouth shut.

He knew why.

She was dying to see what was in the room behind him and getting into an argument with him might mean she wouldn’t get what she wanted.

“You know, if you wanted to know what was in this room, there’s ways to find out that don’t involve breaking and entering,” he pointed out.

“Naked gratitude?” she asked snottily.

He grinned. “Well, yeah. That’s always an option.”

Her stare turned to a glare.

He went on, “But also, you could just ask.”

She put a hand on her hip, hitched said hip—always a warning coming from any female, a code red warning coming from Indy—and asked, fake-sweetly, “Can I see what’s in there?”

“Sure,” he replied easily.

She blinked in surprise, and Lee moved out of her way.

She walked in and gazed around.

Lee watched her.

Her gorgeous, expressive face was filled with wonder.

Another of those things that did it for him. The fact she was gorgeous, but more, how free she was with her expressions. She gave her trust like the precious gift it was, and she gave it openly. Then it was up to you what you did with it.

She’d accept some battering and bruising because that was the kind of heart she had.

But if you broke it, you were history.

That was a nightmare he’d faced when he inadvertently did that ten years ago. He didn’t know he’d delivered that blow. He’d considered it since he found out, whether or not he should have said what he said to slow down her pursuit of him so they could both get the wild out before they connected.

The answer he’d come up with was…no. He shouldn’t have said it.