Safe house<br/>7:18 a.m.<br/><br/>The Chock Full of Nuts was done perking on the stove. Frank couldn't stop glancing at Lauren. His favorite times were when he caught a glimpse of her when she wasn't looking at him. That's when she looked the prettiest.<br/><br/>He returned back to what she said earlier. About thinking that he was cute. Sure, she meant it as a put down, but...did she, really?<br/><br/>Frank also appreciated it when she apologized for her insolence.<br/><br/>"You were kidnapped, tied and gagged because that's what happens to girls when they are targets of bounty hunters," Frank said with a smirk. "Plus you looked good that way."<br/><br/>Another wink.<br/><br/>He wasn't sure if the joke landed. Probably not. Regardless, Lauren looked great as she padded away. The girl looked almost as good from behind as the front. That nectarine ass.<br/><br/>Frank never did connect with Connors the night before. The man didn't answer his phone at what would have been 3 a.m. Chicago time. Oh well. Frank tried. And he would try after breakfast.<br/><br/>Speaking of which...<br/><br/>She was on the porch, one shapely leg crossed over the other, bare foot twisting and bobbing absently.<br/><br/>"Lovely morning," Frank said, sitting across from her. "You hungry?"