“Tempting. But I took yesterday off and can’t afford to miss another day.”
He doesn’t argue. “Any new developments in Dwayde’s case keeping you busy?”
“Nothing that seems relevant so far,” I hedge. Although I want to unload about Lena’s research and get his thoughts, because he is a witness and now my lover, it would be unethical.
“At least tell me what you’re wearing.”
“Mick…I have a conference call in five minutes.”
“Just quickly indulge me. What’s the suit of the day?”
“Gray and black tweed.”
“And your blouse?”
“White French cuff.”
“And what does Ms. Chase, attorney at law, wear under her clothes?”
“I plead the fifth.”
His low, deep chuckle works its way down my spine. “Then I’ll have fun finding out for myself. Satisfy my fantasies and do my research firsthand.”
“What research?”
“For my main character.”
“You mean you’re writing again?” I ask, delighted.
“Not exactly, but I have a story idea. How’s this? The female main character is a lawyer.”
I smile, pleased that he truly is thinking about me.
“Delayna. That’s her name. It means ‘noble protector.’”
“Nice. What’s the significance?”
“By day, she’s a serious and conservative—”
“Hey,” I interrupt. “I’m not that conservative.”
“Baby, in those buttoned-up suits, you screamconservative. But I know the wild woman beneath the tweed and the pinstripes.”
Oh my.
“But as I was saying,” he continues with amusement in his voice, “by day, Delayna is a straight-laced prosecutor who plays by the rules of the justice system. But at night, driven by a need for personal vengeance, she’s Dark Angel, a kick-ass vigilante who rocks tight leather and shows no mercy.”
Double oh my.“I like the alter ego.”
“I thought you would.”
“And who’s the male main character?”
“No name for him yet, but he’s an investigative reporter assigned to uncover Dark Angel’s true identity. In the middle of his investigation, he ends up falling for Delayna. As they form both a professional and a personal alliance, she finds herself torn between confessing her secret and protecting it. To tell him could compromise her mission and might mean his rejection. But if she doesn’t, how can she allow him to get any closer? So what do you think?”
“It sounds great, Mick. I’m already drawn in.”
“Yeah?”
