"Because I can be, how's that?" He told her and put his hand on her shoulder. "Now move so I can get out of your closet."

"I want to know." She refused to move. "Are you snooping on me?"

"You have something to hide?" He baited her.

"If I do its only because you hate to think of me as a woman." Cassie titled her chin up, another one of her mother's moves when she knew she'd made a point.

Fact was she had made one, a good one. To her, if Darren had looked at the outfits she'd hidden it fit her comment perfectly. If he hadn't it might...