Suddenly Sexy (3 page)

What was she thinking? Asia was gorgeous and glamorous. There was a hint of a challenge and the promise of danger in her eyes that men found irresistible. Asia could lead any man to temptation. Julie couldn’t lead a man anywhere even if she had a detailed map.

Asia leaned back in her chair and toyed with a pen in her hands. “Sorry, I would make a horrible decoy, but I’d like to take lead on the trial run.”

“Eric will be in charge,” Perry kindly informed Asia. “But you would make a great decoy. I know you had practice on the force.”

“The focus on those stings was different. We weren’t targeting a specific person. Anyway,” she said with a shrug of her shoulder, “I don’t approach men—they approach me.”

Julie silently nodded in agreement. She had seen it countless times. She was sure Asia could approach men with success, but her friend never needed to practice.

“However,” Asia continued, “I think Julie would make a great decoy.”

“Thanks,” Julie said softly as she kept her head down and her gaze firmly on her clenched hands in her lap. She appreciated what her friend was trying to do, but it wasn’t any use. She wasn’t like Asia. She wasn’t even Asia-lite.

Eric exhaled sharply. “We can always hire out an independent contractor.”

Ouch.
Julie squeezed her eyes closed. Could the humiliation get any worse?

Asia abruptly leaned forward in her chair. “That would be a waste when we have someone right here.”

Julie reached out and placed a restraining hand on her friend’s arm. “It’s okay, Asia,” she whispered. “Let it go.”

Asia reluctantly backed down and Julie felt her friend’s arm shake with the restrained aggression. Julie also found it difficult to stay in her seat for the remainder of the meeting. She knew people were giving her pitying looks, but that didn’t sting as much as Eric’s firm and swift rejection.

She hunched her shoulders, trying to appear smaller and invisible as the tears pricked the back of her eyes. Julie heard Eric’s voice as he outlined the strategy, but she wasn’t listening.

What exactly did Eric think she couldn’t do? Did he think she couldn’t seduce a man? Or was he unsure if she could be helpful in an investigation? Maybe it was both? Julie pressed her lips together as the pain ricocheted in her body.

Okay, so she wasn’t hot like Asia. This was not breaking news. She wasn’t mysterious or exotic, but she didn’t look like a zombie, either. All she needed was to take on a sexy alias and she could be the best decoy Eric had ever seen.

But maybe he thought it was impossible. The guy had seen and done it all while hunting down artifacts. He’d probably bedded gorgeous women across the globe and met his match with the best seductresses who hid important treasures. Julie couldn’t compare to that kind of competition.

Julie gave a start when her coworkers got up from their seats. She hadn’t noticed the meeting had ended and she watched the others leave the room, buzzing with enthusiasm about their assignments. She was envious, knowing she was probably going to be stuck with a desk job. There was nothing exciting about that, even if she got to work on the case. Why should she be thrilled at being a Bosley when she wanted to be a Charlie’s Angel?

She cautiously glanced in Eric’s direction and found him watching her. He held her gaze for a moment and she couldn’t look away. His blue eyes were stormy and intense. Eric seemed as if he was about to say something. She braced herself. She had no doubt it would be blunt and brutal.

Eric decided against it and set his mouth in a grim line. He walked out of the conference room without saying a word.

Julie sagged against her chair and took a deep breath.

“That could have gone better,” Asia muttered.

“Thanks for coming to my defense,” Julie said as she patted Asia’s arm. “But if you want the decoy assignment, you should go for it.”

Asia rolled her eyes. “Oh, please. That is why I quit the police force. They always wanted me to work for Vice and dress up as a hooker when I wanted to solve cases.”

It sounded as if they both couldn’t get the assignment they wanted because of the way they looked. Julie never thought of it that way. She always assumed her friend eventually got what she wanted, but maybe Asia’s appearance was a disadvantage as well as a benefit.

Asia gathered her pen and notebook. “So, what are you going to do now?”

Julie shrugged. “Before or after I crawl into a hole and lick my wounds?”

“Come on, Julie,” Asia said with a hint of exasperation in her voice. “There is no need to roll over and play dead at the first sign of opposition.”

Julie pointed at the open door. “He thinks I can’t be a seductive woman.” She hated how her voice hitched in her throat.

“He didn’t say that.”

“Then he thinks I can’t do detective work.” That hurt almost just as much.

“He didn’t say that, either.” Asia leaned her elbow on the back of her chair and gave her a hard, direct look. “In fact, he didn’t make any comment whatsoever. It’s up to you to face him and find out why he won’t let you be a decoy.”

“You’re right.” She obviously wasn’t going to be handed a plum assignment just because she asked for it. Life never worked that way. She needed to find out why Eric was against her and show how wrong he was about her abilities.

Asia rose from her seat and gestured to Julie. “So march into his office right now and find out.”

Julie nodded as she reluctantly got up from her seat. As much as she wanted the job, she wasn’t ready to find out exactly what Eric thought she lacked. The answer was going to be personal. Whatever it was, she didn’t think she could put on a brave face and take the criticism on the chin.

Asia crossed her arms and rested her hip on the conference table. “Yeah, go in like that and he’ll snowball you.”

“Sorry,” she said with a wry smile, “my confidence is a little shaken.”

But it was more than that. All of her wild and sexy fantasies about Eric died a quick death during the meeting. How many times had she fantasized that he was so overwhelmed with desire that he couldn’t control himself? Her daydreams of being a sexy siren to Eric were never going to come true. The reality was a bitter pill to swallow.

“Of course your confidence is shaken. It got knocked around a bit,” Asia said. “But you have to appear stronger and more daring than you feel.”

“I don’t think I can.” She was never a fake-it-until-you-make-it kind of person. She was more of a what-you-see-is-what-you-get girl.

“Fine,” Asia said. “Then accept Eric’s decision with no questions asked and stick to keeping track of uniforms.”

Julie shuddered. “Forget that. I want this assignment.”

“Good.” Asia pointed at the door. “Now go into Eric’s
office with guns blazing and don’t take no for an answer.”

Guns blazing. Right. Because that was so how she approached life. “This is going to be a complete waste of time,” Julie muttered as she pushed her seat in.

“Show him that you can be just as fierce and tenacious as he is,” Asia said with a pump of her fist.

“So he can bodily lift me and toss me out of his office?”

Asia’s jaw tightened with annoyance. “If you want to be a decoy, you need to show that you can face any situation and not get rattled when everything goes wrong.”

She was absolutely correct. “The police force really lost out when you quit,” Julie said as she took a step toward the door.

“Damn right. Now stop stalling and move,” Asia ordered as she gave Julie a little push out of the conference room.

* * *

E
RIC HEARD THE TREAD
of her footsteps. They were soft but the stride was determined. He tilted his head back and groaned. He should have remembered that Julie Kent was as stubborn as she was sweet.

At least they could have it out privately. He didn’t like shutting her down in front of an audience, but Julie needed to realize that she wasn’t ready to be a decoy. Eric rose from behind his desk just as she knocked on his door.

“Come in, Julie.”

The door swung open and Julie peeked in. “How’d you know it was me?”

“Lucky guess.” He crossed his arms and braced his legs. He was prepared to battle it out with Julie. She needed to know that he was the boss and the expert. She needed to accept his final answer, but he’d show some mercy. The last thing he wanted to do was crush her spirit.

She quickly shut the door and stood in front of his desk. He thought she was a bit nervous, but Julie placed her hands on her hips and met his eyes with a steady stare. “I want to be the decoy.”

“Never going to happen.”

She blinked at his immediate answer. “Why?”

“Nothing against you, Julie, but you’re not the type.”

Julie arched one eyebrow. “Care to explain that?”

Eric knew he would have to choose his words very carefully. “You don’t have the experience or the edge.”

“I’ve been on the dating scene for a while,” she said tightly as she started to tap one foot. “I think I can handle myself quite well.”

“That’s not what I mean.” His gut clenched as he thought about the men Julie dated. They were probably all gentlemen who knew how to treat her like a princess. He wouldn’t be able to compete with that. Eric viciously pushed the thought aside. “I’m sure the guys you dated were no match for you, but we’re going after a different type.”

“No match for me? What are you trying to say? That I date a bunch of spineless computer geeks?”

He was making this worse. Eric decided to sidestep that question. “The decoy candidate needs to think fast when she’s trying to entrap a man.”

“And she can only do that when she has the proper training and experience?”

“That’s right.”

Julie tossed her hands in the air with frustration. “But how can I get experience if no one will let me on an assignment?”

“That’s not my problem.”

“What if you give me on-the-job training?” she asked, her eyes lighting up with enthusiasm. “You can teach me everything I need to know.”

Teach her how to seduce a man? Aw, hell, no. That idea had all the markings of a disaster. But it didn’t stop him from imagining just how he would tutor her in the art of seduction. He blinked away the image of him caressing her soft, bare skin. “Still not going to happen,” he said gruffly.

“I’ll do it for free,” she offered recklessly.

If he was any kind of businessman, he would consider that offer. Gunthrie S&I had serious money problems, and they could use all the discounts and freebies that came their way. But this was Julie. He wasn’t going to risk her neck to save a few bucks.

“If you want to be a part of the investigation, then you can help with coordinating tasks.”

“A desk job?” She groaned and made a face. “Come on, Eric. I’m at a desk all day. I want to get out in the field. I want some action.”

“The coordinator assignment is all I can offer you.” It was the only job where she wouldn’t be at risk. It was the only job where he wouldn’t have to worry about her. “You’re a rookie and you could compromise our cases.”

“That’s a bunch of bull.” Julie glared at him. “You’re talking about hiring independent contractors. It’s not like you can call a temp agency and ask them to send over decoys. What would their qualifications be?”

He should have seen this coming. He could lie and say they needed to know hand-to-hand combat, but he knew the truth would eventually come out. He might as well get it over with. “They have to be intelligent, seductive and, above all, cautious.”

Julie’s bottom jaw shifted to one side as if she was struggling to control her temper. “So, they have to be smart and sexy.”

There was an awkward beat. “And cautious,” Eric added.

“You don’t think I fit those requirements?” she asked in a soft, dangerous tone.

“Julie, a lot can go wrong,” he said as he rounded his desk and approached her. “Sometimes a guy can sense he’s being set up. A paranoid guy is unpredictable.”

“Answer the question, Eric.”

“You are far too innocent for that kind of work,” he said. “I’m not letting you in the field at all.”

“Innocent?” Julie said the word in a squawk. As if she were offended by the description.

“You see the good in everyone, which is a great trait,” he quickly assured her, “but it’s no good when you’re investigating.”

“I can read people pretty well,” she told him.

“What if he goes on the attack?” Eric asked.

“That’s unlikely. And, even if it did happen, I took self-defense training.”

He remembered her claim. “A one-day lesson?”

Julie’s eyes gleamed with anger. “No.”

“A weekend course?”

Her mouth tightened. “Maybe.”

Eric shook his head. “That’s not good enough.”

“Wanna bet?”

He had a feeling she was going to say that, and he acted swiftly. He grabbed her arm and twisted her around. With an economy of motions, he wrapped his arm around her neck and pinned her against him before she could squeak out a complaint.

“Hey, this isn’t fair.” Julie tugged at his arm, but he wasn’t going to let go. He knew he wasn’t hurting her, only making her uncomfortable. And maybe a little humble.

“How much are we betting?” he asked.

She wiggled against him as she tried to shove an elbow in his stomach and ribs. Her blows were feeble, but his good intentions were weakening by the way her ass rubbed against his groin.

Julie reached blindly for his face, possibly to claw at him, but it wasn’t going to work. “Are you attacking me or trying to get DNA samples for when the coroner inspects your dead, lifeless body?”

She grunted and went for his instep. She tried to stomp on his foot, but he moved the moment he felt her leg muscles bunch. Even if she had managed to get lucky, her ballet slippers wouldn’t have caused much damage.

“This isn’t proving anything,” she muttered as she made a wild swing for who only knew which part of his body. “You are trained to take a man down in a sleeper hold. Not many guys are around here.”

“You don’t know that.” He let her go abruptly.

Julie smoothed her hair and tugged at her dress before turning around. “The chances of a guy getting rough are slim.”