"Can I help you?" Realizing that he was staring at the luscious legs of a woman who was obviously NOT his wife, Sonny startled at the amused voice. Glancing up from the floor where Carly's earing had fallen, he clutched the small bit of jewelery in his hand as his gaze met that of former A.D.A. Dara Jensen.
"Counselor," he managed, his dark orbs drinking in the sight of her lithe physique as it stood before him. A knowing smile played about her lips as he rose from the ground. "I see you found what you needed," she said dryly before sauntering away, leaving him rooted in his place. "You can say that again," he murmured to himself.