Love Inspired Suspense June 2015 #1 by Margaret Daley, Katy Lee Page B

you interviewed her?”
    â€œShe couldn’t remember much about the day Littleton and Rather argued by the pool or which congressional aides were on her balcony with her. In other words, she was a dead end.”
    â€œDid you believe her?”
    â€œI don’t know.” He kneaded the side of his neck. “Not so much about not remembering specifics about the day or people, but when I asked her how well she’d known Saul Rather, she said hardly at all. Yet there was something in her body language that made me doubt her. For just a second she touched her nose and averted her gaze.”
    â€œI don’t remember any gossip about her from two years ago, but I do know she flits from one man to the next. Anyone who can better her standing in Washington. I think I even heard some chatter about her going after Michael. But you know how reliable rumors can be.”
    â€œThere could be truth in that one. I’ll do some checking.” Nicholas closed the distance between them.
    â€œMore likely she saw Michael as a way to elevate her position on the congressman’s staff. That doesn’t mean Michael went along with that.”
    â€œI’m glad the senator gave us permission to investigate his staff members to see if we can find anyone who would have hired Goodwin. What I wish I could really do is access their financial records, but we don’t have enough for a warrant at this time. Maybe later.”
    â€œFollow the money trail?”
    â€œIt often pays off.” He locked gazes with her, being drawn even nearer by the glittering blue of her eyes. Listening earlier to the senator talking to Selena about their nonexistent relationship, he’d caught regret and vulnerability in her eyes. He’d been in the same situation with his parents, wanting a relationship that never materialized. He prayed Selena and her uncle could repair their familial bond. “What are you doing this afternoon?”
    â€œI have several meetings. One of those with the president. How about you?”
    Her spicy scent surrounded him, roping him to her. He inched forward. “Interviewing a suspect concerning the break-in of General Meyer’s office.”
    â€œI’d ask who but I know you. Mum’s the word.”
    â€œWe have a few leads from going through the security videos, nothing solid, but that doesn’t mean we won’t narrow the suspect list down to a few.”
    â€œAnd then keep an eye on them,” she said with a grin.
    His heartbeat began tapping faster against his rib cage. She had a great smile. “I’ll make a law-enforcement officer out of you before this is over.” He couldn’t resist plunging his fingers into the thick waves of her hair.
    Her eyelids slid partially closed, and she shivered. “Not me. You can have the job. Look what has happened with my one attempt at investigating.”
    Holding her head framed between his hands, he leaned toward her until he was a breath away. “True. You’d better leave that to me.” Then he brushed his lips across hers, lightly, teasingly.
    Now his heartbeat hammered maddeningly within his chest. The urge to sweep her against him and deepen the kiss overwhelmed him. He started to, when a rap at the door echoed through his hazy thoughts.
    Selena reacted by pushing away from the desk, stepping to the side and breaking their contact, her hair mussed where he’d held her. She started for the door.
    â€œWait.”
    She turned toward him, and he ran his fingers through her strands to neaten them.
    â€œThere. I wouldn’t want any tongues wagging around here about us. I’ll let the person in on my way out.” He winked and sauntered toward the door. “See you later today.”
    He peered over his shoulder as she greeted one of the president’s staff. He wanted to kiss her properly. He’d choose a better place next time.
    Earlier today, he’d found out when Vincent