"He started to say, "I have a lot of work--" just as Izzy walked in the front door, and his mouth fell open. Her hair had been swept up on one side, pinned back by a pink flower. Nothing too big. Just the right size to look kind of sexy. His gaze skimmed down over a pink sparkly dress that stopped mid-thigh--and she had the legs for it. Now, not only was he dealing with the fact that she wasn't a kid anymore, he was