Here There Be Dragons
Sunscapes Trilogy, Book 2
While investigating the Shays, Federated Planetary Alliance Inspector Nick Givliani discovers their employee Cassie Draegen is more than she seems. Brilliant, inventive, and much too sexy for his peace of mind, she soon becomes his top suspect.
As the Shays’ resident genius, Cassie is the secret weapon in their struggle to save the galaxy. The last thing she needs is an FPA inspector breathing down her neck. Avoiding Nick would be the smart thing to do, but he’s as persistent as he is gorgeous. If she’s not careful, his relentless pursuit and her growing attraction might upset all their plans.
As Nick draws closer to the truth, intrigue and desire bind them together in a complicated knot. Will Cassie be able to complete her work with the Shays, or will Nick bring it crashing down upon their heads?
Multi-tasking at light speed, she cleaned up the remains of her breakfast and headed for the exit, her mind’s eye seeing codes and algorithms, schematics and components, rather than her quarters. But all brain function came to a screeching, smoking halt when she stepped out the door. She wasn’t alone.
Just down the corridor stood Nick Givliani, a Federated Planetary Alliance inspector, here on the station under the pretense of visiting his brother. His real reason was to investigate the Shays. He’d grown suspicious of the twins’ activities and was concerned about his brother’s involvement with them. He’d been rather enthusiastic in his investigation so far, which didn’t surprise Cassie. Considering her position with the Shays, it was only a matter of time before he started investigating her.
Prudence suggested a need for caution around him. Avoiding him like the plague was a terrific idea. But at the moment, she was having trouble just remembering to breathe.
Suns, she groaned to herself, why does he have to be so beautiful? He did look scruffier than the two times she’d encountered him before. His big, hard-muscled body sported a set of wrinkled clothes, his dark hair spiked in all directions as if he’d been dragging his fingers through it for hours, and disreputable, un-inspector-like stubble darkened his strong jaw. Shadows smudged the skin under his midnight eyes, and the generous curve of his mouth thinned with grim weariness.
Far from making him less attractive, his rumpled appearance added a sympathetic concern to her desire to climb him like a tree. Disconcerting. Why had her long-dormant libido decided to fixate on this man? He wasn’t even likable. Both times she’d met him, he’d mocked her without mercy.
As she gazed into those sinfully dark eyes, it dawned on her she’d been staring for longer than was polite. The silence in the corridor stretched into the realm of social discomfort. He stared also, though she’d be willing to bet good credit it wasn’t for the same reason. He might be beautiful to her in his scruffy attire, but she was a good deal more realistic about her own drab appearance.
Shifting, she mumbled a cautious, “Good morning, Inspector.”