Resisting Alexandre (Knight Security 0.5) by Carole Mortimer

Alexandre’s symptoms, and the fact he had recovered after being injected with the epinephrine, pointed to that having been the reason he had almost died.
    Stazzi had no idea how long she remained seated in the bedroom, still too shocked to be able to move.
    Certainly long enough for Daniel Meyers to arrive and find her sitting alone and dressed only in a robe in Prince Alexandre of Androcco’s hotel bedroom.
     
    “Daniel Meyers totally overreacted.” Lissa angrily paced the sitting room in their apartment, having delayed leaving for work once Stazzi told her what had happened. “You saved Alexandre’s life, for goodness’ sake.”
    Yes, Stazzi had done that. But she had still been suspended and sent home until Daniel had carried out an investigation. He wanted to know exactly how and why Prince Alexandre had suffered an allergic reaction and had to be rushed to a private clinic for treatment. The reproach in Daniel’s eyes also said that he would then have to make a decision regarding Stazzi having obviously spent the night with the prince.
    “It’s almost as if he thinks you’re responsible for Alexandre becoming ill.” Lissa gave a disgusted shake of her head.
    “Maybe I am.” She shrugged. “He has an allergy to shellfish, so maybe he’s now developed an allergy to my perfume too. Or my body lotion. Who knows why it happened? The important thing is that Alexandre is hopefully going to be okay.”
    The worst thing was Stazzi had no way of knowing whether he was or not. Her suspension meant she was no longer in the loop to be able to know the health of one of the hotel guests, and she had no idea what clinic Alexandre had been taken to. She doubted they would give any information out about one of their patients even if she did. And Alexandre was in no condition to let her know how he was.
    “Well…yes,” Lissa conceded grudgingly. “But a lot of thanks you got for that.”
    “I don’t need thanks.” Stazzi grimaced, still nursing the mug of coffee Lissa had made for her when she came out of her bedroom ready for work and realized Stazzi was sitting in the darkness of the sitting room, still dressed in the clothes she had been wearing when she went out the previous evening. “I just need to know he’s okay, and I doubt Daniel Meyers is in any mood to tell me.” She frowned.
    Lissa sighed. “I could always ask the asshole…? I’m sure Ash would be able to find out how Alexandre is.”
    “Asher!” Stazzi brightened. Why hadn’t she thought of that? Because she was too upset and sleep deprived to be able to think straight, that was why. “No, I’ll give Knight Security a call, Lissa,” she reassured her, knowing by her friend’s relieved expression exactly how much Lissa would have hated having to talk to Asher Knight again. But she would have done it for Stazzi. “Directory Enquiries are sure to have the number listed.”
    “Under asshole?”
    Stazzi was totally aware Lissa was trying to alleviate some of her tension with humor, and she loved her friend for it, but she was far too upset about Alexandre to respond.
    Directory Enquiries did have a telephone number listed for Knight Security, and even though it was still early, Stazzi immediately called it, only to be told by the woman who answered that Mr. Asher Knight wouldn’t be in the office today. Stazzi’s enquiry as to when he would be had been answered with the woman assuring her someone else in the company would be happy to assist her if she would like to make an appointment. Stazzi had politely declined, but left a message she had called and her telephone number, so that Asher could return the call the next time he was in the office.
    “Would you like me to stay home with you today?” Lissa voiced her continuing concern.
    “No.” Stazzi gave a rueful smile. “No point in both of us being miserable.”
    “Misery loves company.”
    “Not me,” she assured her friend firmly. “You’re already late to work as it is. Don’t