Garrett?
She removed her hand from her face and met his blue gaze. He looked concerned. She pasted on a smile.
"I'm fine. Karla just gave me the video I requested, thank you."
He smiled warmly and nodded. "May I?"
She hesitated a moment, but finally returned his nod.
"Thank you. Can I ask you something?"
"What's that?" She asked, trying not to lean closer to smell his spicy cologne. She really needed to focus before she did something stupid. Like sleep with her client.
"How did you know?" She looked puzzled, so he tried again. "How did you know Starr didn't take the first swing?"
She shrugged. "I've worked with Starr before. While he has a quick temper, he'd never lay a hand on someone unless in defense."
Garrett nodded, absently. "I think I remember hearing about him getting in t
