sounded very subdued and when she looked at him, her lips trembled a little. “I’ll feel so much safer with you there.
Thank you.”
He’d feel so much better being there because he really couldn’t imagine sitting around worrying himself half to death over what might happen. “I’m no detective but maybe I’ll notice something.
Consider me your bodyguard for the next week or two then.”
“That sounds very nice.”
Jesse gave her his best leer. “Your body has become one of my favorite things.”
The attempt at levity was a little lame, but it worked. She laughed and it sounded genuine. “Yours isn’t bad either, since we’re on the subject. You’ll have to come into the office. The nurses give me a hard time about my lackluster love life. One look at you and they’ll all turn green. If they discovered you are also that quintessential nice guy we all look for, you’d need to come armed with a club.”
The double compliment was nice, not that he cared what her nurses thought of his looks, but because she thought he was attractive and more than that had enjoyed their being together. He knew it was true, but hearing her say it was an affirmation that if he was falling so quickly—and so hard—for his beautiful houseguest, maybe the feeling was mutual.
“This is our last night here,” he said in a level tone. “Maybe we should take our wine upstairs.”
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“If we get in bed, I doubt we’ll sit there drinking wine.”
“My very plan.” He set his glass aside and got to his feet.
Screw the wine .
He almost said it out loud. Back in Chicago he could sit around drinking wine all by himself when he had to return. Though he’d never minded the alone part before, it really didn’t seem all that appealing with Kerin as an alternative.
This night signaled the end of their unexpected entrapment. It also hopefully was the beginning of even more.
Making this last evening something she would never forget seemed like a good idea.
80
Kate Watterson
Chapter Seven
Progress at last. Thea padded across the floor into the bathroom, shut the door, and flipped open her cell phone.
Yeah, that was a good picture.
God bless technology.
The meeting had been little more than a brush of one man against the other but she’d caught it their brief exchange.
The damning juxtaposition would be hard to deny, as long as she could get the photo sent and erase it quickly. Having it saved on her cell was like putting a hand grenade in your pocket and having your twitchy finger around the ring.
Hopefully Rob’s new e-mail address hadn’t been traced yet.
If it had, she might be screwed.
No. Correction. The more she knew about Nathan Henderson, the more she was convinced she’d be screwed in a very deadly way.
She went over and flushed the toilet, then slipped her phone back into her purse. At least she’d gotten a chance to check the results of this night’s work and it hadn’t been for nothing that she’d put up with another night in some only marginal chain restaurant, waiting for something that might or might not happen.
But then again, in the name of love, people did unusual things.
This was third clandestine meeting she’d recorded. Not firm proof but maybe it was time to try Henderson’s computer.
That would take some nerve, because she was going to have to disable the system to get in. She had a code, but if she used it, they could trace her.
Damn it.
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* * * *
The house looked as ordinary as always. Brick façade, two story, with a landscaped yard now covered with a light dusting of snow and empty driveway. Kerin pushed a button on the visor of her car and the garage door began to slowly go up. She pulled in and Jesse parked his truck on the other side but not in the garage itself.
It would be obvious she had a visitor and maybe it was just as well. She felt nervous over the situation, but then again, better at the same time.
Is there real danger ?
As she
Thank you.”
He’d feel so much better being there because he really couldn’t imagine sitting around worrying himself half to death over what might happen. “I’m no detective but maybe I’ll notice something.
Consider me your bodyguard for the next week or two then.”
“That sounds very nice.”
Jesse gave her his best leer. “Your body has become one of my favorite things.”
The attempt at levity was a little lame, but it worked. She laughed and it sounded genuine. “Yours isn’t bad either, since we’re on the subject. You’ll have to come into the office. The nurses give me a hard time about my lackluster love life. One look at you and they’ll all turn green. If they discovered you are also that quintessential nice guy we all look for, you’d need to come armed with a club.”
The double compliment was nice, not that he cared what her nurses thought of his looks, but because she thought he was attractive and more than that had enjoyed their being together. He knew it was true, but hearing her say it was an affirmation that if he was falling so quickly—and so hard—for his beautiful houseguest, maybe the feeling was mutual.
“This is our last night here,” he said in a level tone. “Maybe we should take our wine upstairs.”
Blindsided 79
“If we get in bed, I doubt we’ll sit there drinking wine.”
“My very plan.” He set his glass aside and got to his feet.
Screw the wine .
He almost said it out loud. Back in Chicago he could sit around drinking wine all by himself when he had to return. Though he’d never minded the alone part before, it really didn’t seem all that appealing with Kerin as an alternative.
This night signaled the end of their unexpected entrapment. It also hopefully was the beginning of even more.
Making this last evening something she would never forget seemed like a good idea.
80
Kate Watterson
Chapter Seven
Progress at last. Thea padded across the floor into the bathroom, shut the door, and flipped open her cell phone.
Yeah, that was a good picture.
God bless technology.
The meeting had been little more than a brush of one man against the other but she’d caught it their brief exchange.
The damning juxtaposition would be hard to deny, as long as she could get the photo sent and erase it quickly. Having it saved on her cell was like putting a hand grenade in your pocket and having your twitchy finger around the ring.
Hopefully Rob’s new e-mail address hadn’t been traced yet.
If it had, she might be screwed.
No. Correction. The more she knew about Nathan Henderson, the more she was convinced she’d be screwed in a very deadly way.
She went over and flushed the toilet, then slipped her phone back into her purse. At least she’d gotten a chance to check the results of this night’s work and it hadn’t been for nothing that she’d put up with another night in some only marginal chain restaurant, waiting for something that might or might not happen.
But then again, in the name of love, people did unusual things.
This was third clandestine meeting she’d recorded. Not firm proof but maybe it was time to try Henderson’s computer.
That would take some nerve, because she was going to have to disable the system to get in. She had a code, but if she used it, they could trace her.
Damn it.
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* * * *
The house looked as ordinary as always. Brick façade, two story, with a landscaped yard now covered with a light dusting of snow and empty driveway. Kerin pushed a button on the visor of her car and the garage door began to slowly go up. She pulled in and Jesse parked his truck on the other side but not in the garage itself.
It would be obvious she had a visitor and maybe it was just as well. She felt nervous over the situation, but then again, better at the same time.
Is there real danger ?
As she
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