"Nick?" the beauty said when she stepped closer. Each movement of her body made my heart thump a little harder. Made my palms sweat just a little more, and made my crotch stir with feelings no man should have for a blood relative.

"Yeah, that's me," I said, running my hand through my hair.

"Wow, you really look like him," she said with a smile.

"Like who?" I asked.

"Dad," she replied with a sad smile.

I wasn't sure how to respond to that, so instead of say something stupid—which was usually my plan A—I said nothing. A long moment passed as we regarded each other in silence, then Amanda...