Elena no longer than a half hour when her cell rang. To her delight it was Sam.
“Hey.” She was surprised to hear from him. He must have gotten her number from Brandon.
“Just wondering if I could convince you to give me some computer help. It involves a certain relative of yours.”
She walked over to the living room and sat down, her mind going a million miles an hour. “I’d be happy to.” Her stomach grumbled. It was close to lunch and she needed to pick up some food. “How about if I grab some fried chicken from the drive thru and come on over?”
He didn’t answer for a second, “Tell you what. Give me fifteen minutes, and then come over. I’ll pick us up lunch.”
Something was going on. “Don’t tell me you’re afraid some Colter dude is going to kidnap me, now are you?” He seemed to be very protective.
“Let’s just say fried food isn’t good for my boyish figure.”
She laughed. “Uh-huh.” If he didn’t want to tell her the real reason for the request, then so be it. She just wanted to get her hands on the computer, especially if it would give her a clue to Cheryl’s whereabouts. “Deal. Will Brandon be there?”
“He has to work. Hope you can handle me. I can be a bit pushy at times.”
“Not a problem.” Or was he talking about sex? It didn’t matter. She wouldn’t let herself get carried away two days in a row.
Fifteen minutes later, she pulled into their drive. Instead of parking in the back like before, she found a spot in front. She was about to slip out of the driver’s side when Sam stepped onto the front porch and jogged down to meet her.
He pulled open her door. “Thanks for coming.”
“What do you need me to do?”
“Come on in and I’ll tell you.” He wrapped an arm around her waist, and her heart stammered in her chest. If only that were the only visceral reaction, she could handle it. Dampness pooled between her legs.
It was true. She was their mate, but Mac couldn’t worry about that now. She had a cousin to find.
“I set up the computer at the dining room table. While you get started, I’ll put the lasagna in the oven. I also made you some iced tea. I didn’t know if you took it sweet or not.”
“Unsweet. Thank you.” If only the men at work treated her this well, life would be great. “But you didn’t have to go to so much trouble.”
“Just trying to be nice.” He walked into the kitchen, his tight hips barely moving.
She inhaled to gain some control. This must be some computer job. “Did you crash your hard drive or something?” she called out.
“Be right there,” Sam said from the kitchen. He returned with her drink and set it in front of her. He nodded for her to take a seat. “Remember we said Cheryl had been captured by a man named John Hood.”
Every nerve in her body shot to life. “Yes.”
“The man’s now in jail, and this is his computer.”
Adrenaline slammed through her. “How did you get it?” This might be a goldmine, and the key to finding her cousin.
“Brandon and I borrowed this from Hood’s residence.”
She laughed. “My firm is good at borrowing, too.” He grinned, and it was as though she’d been hit in the chest with a lust bomb.
“I had someone at work look at it. While he was able to get into the file section, there are encrypted files that he wasn’t able to access. You told Brandon you could hack into anything.”
“Within reason.”
“I’ll keep my fingers crossed then.”
“What are you looking for exactly?”
“I’m hoping Hood wrote down the names of the men who bought the women and put the file somewhere.”
Her pulse soared. “Oh, my God. Really?”
“That’s my hope, anyway. I’ll leave you be for a while. Let me know when you have something.”
Mac was in heaven. Here was her chance to find Cheryl. As much as she enjoyed being around Sam, it was better if he didn’t sit so near. His presence seemed to mess with her thinking process.
She went to work, her
“Hey.” She was surprised to hear from him. He must have gotten her number from Brandon.
“Just wondering if I could convince you to give me some computer help. It involves a certain relative of yours.”
She walked over to the living room and sat down, her mind going a million miles an hour. “I’d be happy to.” Her stomach grumbled. It was close to lunch and she needed to pick up some food. “How about if I grab some fried chicken from the drive thru and come on over?”
He didn’t answer for a second, “Tell you what. Give me fifteen minutes, and then come over. I’ll pick us up lunch.”
Something was going on. “Don’t tell me you’re afraid some Colter dude is going to kidnap me, now are you?” He seemed to be very protective.
“Let’s just say fried food isn’t good for my boyish figure.”
She laughed. “Uh-huh.” If he didn’t want to tell her the real reason for the request, then so be it. She just wanted to get her hands on the computer, especially if it would give her a clue to Cheryl’s whereabouts. “Deal. Will Brandon be there?”
“He has to work. Hope you can handle me. I can be a bit pushy at times.”
“Not a problem.” Or was he talking about sex? It didn’t matter. She wouldn’t let herself get carried away two days in a row.
Fifteen minutes later, she pulled into their drive. Instead of parking in the back like before, she found a spot in front. She was about to slip out of the driver’s side when Sam stepped onto the front porch and jogged down to meet her.
He pulled open her door. “Thanks for coming.”
“What do you need me to do?”
“Come on in and I’ll tell you.” He wrapped an arm around her waist, and her heart stammered in her chest. If only that were the only visceral reaction, she could handle it. Dampness pooled between her legs.
It was true. She was their mate, but Mac couldn’t worry about that now. She had a cousin to find.
“I set up the computer at the dining room table. While you get started, I’ll put the lasagna in the oven. I also made you some iced tea. I didn’t know if you took it sweet or not.”
“Unsweet. Thank you.” If only the men at work treated her this well, life would be great. “But you didn’t have to go to so much trouble.”
“Just trying to be nice.” He walked into the kitchen, his tight hips barely moving.
She inhaled to gain some control. This must be some computer job. “Did you crash your hard drive or something?” she called out.
“Be right there,” Sam said from the kitchen. He returned with her drink and set it in front of her. He nodded for her to take a seat. “Remember we said Cheryl had been captured by a man named John Hood.”
Every nerve in her body shot to life. “Yes.”
“The man’s now in jail, and this is his computer.”
Adrenaline slammed through her. “How did you get it?” This might be a goldmine, and the key to finding her cousin.
“Brandon and I borrowed this from Hood’s residence.”
She laughed. “My firm is good at borrowing, too.” He grinned, and it was as though she’d been hit in the chest with a lust bomb.
“I had someone at work look at it. While he was able to get into the file section, there are encrypted files that he wasn’t able to access. You told Brandon you could hack into anything.”
“Within reason.”
“I’ll keep my fingers crossed then.”
“What are you looking for exactly?”
“I’m hoping Hood wrote down the names of the men who bought the women and put the file somewhere.”
Her pulse soared. “Oh, my God. Really?”
“That’s my hope, anyway. I’ll leave you be for a while. Let me know when you have something.”
Mac was in heaven. Here was her chance to find Cheryl. As much as she enjoyed being around Sam, it was better if he didn’t sit so near. His presence seemed to mess with her thinking process.
She went to work, her
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