She really needed to just go. Had her hunger been food related, her stomach would have growled, but as it was, she just felt a swell of need rush through her. She needed to focus on the question. "She's the short one. Hot and sexy and blonde."

How could this guy work here and not know Pike? How could he just sit there when he could be ripping her close off?

Bo closed her eyes and told herself to get a damn grip. "You have a journal on you?" Maybe if she just didn't look at him, things would be better.