I’m a kook.”
Eve sat forward. “What do you mean? Who’s the lead? Sergeant…Chitwood. I don’t know him. We have some contacts, but I’ve never met him.”
“He came out to my house about six months ago. My neighbors called the police. I’m afraid Doyle and I were having a little discussion about money. Domestic disturbance is what the officer called it. He took me seriously right up until he walked into my house.”
“What changed his mind?”
She could still feel the humiliation of realizing that the cop had made up his mind about her. “I had some posters of my book covers up. My friends, Bridget and Chris, had made posters out of my e-book covers, and I was proud of them.”
Eve’s lips turned up. “They’re a bit sexy.”
They were salacious. They were over the top, but they were hers. “Sergeant Chitwood walked in and acted like I was the star of a porn film. Apparently he’s not a big proponent of ménage in fiction.”
“I don’t think you’ll have the same problem with your bodyguards. Adam and Jake are somewhat open-minded.”
The door to Eve’s office opened and Adam filled the space. He looked ridiculously scrumptious in a dark tailored suit and tie. He was a big-city hottie of the first order. Jake was almost his opposite. Jake Dean should be working a herd somewhere. She could see him in nothing but a pair of Levi’s, lifting a bale of hale.
She really had to get her mind off those two. They were dangerous.
“Is she ready to go? She has a meeting with her agent, and we’re supposed to drop by the police station. I got a call from my contact. He wants to take another look at the case. If we hurry, we can sneak in lunch.”
He was her dream personal assistant. Gorgeous, stylish, sexy, and well-organized. The organization bit actually did things to her girl parts. Adam Miles would probably even be organized during sex. Teasing. Check. Oral. Check. Screaming orgasm. Check and check.
And Jacob Dean would just growl and pull her hair and tell her what to do.
Yeah. That did things to her, too.
“Serena?” Adam’s voice pulled her out of that little fantasy. She spaced a lot. Her brain just went to crazy places. Unfortunately, it made most people think she was a complete flake. Eve had a quizzical expression on her face, but Adam smiled indulgently. He leaned in, whispering in her ear. “I would give a lot to know what you were just thinking about. It has your nipples hard.”
She knew she should have worn a sweater or something. Her nipples were big. They weren’t delicate and pretty. Her ex had told her she reminded him of a cow. She felt shame flood her.
“Hey.” Adam got to one knee. “I was flirting. I wasn’t complaining. I was happy about it.”
He was so gorgeous. There was no way she could believe him. She turned back to Eve. “If you need anything else, please let me know. I want to help in any way I can, and I know that the first thing you’re going to do is check me out to see if I’m some kind of whack job.”
She stood, trying to make sure she didn’t touch Adam at all. He was just doing his job, and one of the parts of his job was to make sure he controlled her. She was sure the flirting thing was all a part of Adam’s game plan. She shouldn’t take it seriously. No matter how much she wanted to. It would just put her in the position of playing another man’s fool. She’d played her husband’s fool for years and years. The fact that she’d stayed in a bad marriage shamed her. She didn’t need to start a relationship with another man she couldn’t handle.
Eve nodded, studying her thoughtfully. “I enjoyed our talk, Serena.”
Sure she had. It hadn’t been a talk. It had been a very polite interrogation. They still weren’t sure about her. They still didn’t believe and that meant she was still fucked because no one was going to put their lives on the line for a woman they thought just might be lying. “Thank you.” She turned to
Eve sat forward. “What do you mean? Who’s the lead? Sergeant…Chitwood. I don’t know him. We have some contacts, but I’ve never met him.”
“He came out to my house about six months ago. My neighbors called the police. I’m afraid Doyle and I were having a little discussion about money. Domestic disturbance is what the officer called it. He took me seriously right up until he walked into my house.”
“What changed his mind?”
She could still feel the humiliation of realizing that the cop had made up his mind about her. “I had some posters of my book covers up. My friends, Bridget and Chris, had made posters out of my e-book covers, and I was proud of them.”
Eve’s lips turned up. “They’re a bit sexy.”
They were salacious. They were over the top, but they were hers. “Sergeant Chitwood walked in and acted like I was the star of a porn film. Apparently he’s not a big proponent of ménage in fiction.”
“I don’t think you’ll have the same problem with your bodyguards. Adam and Jake are somewhat open-minded.”
The door to Eve’s office opened and Adam filled the space. He looked ridiculously scrumptious in a dark tailored suit and tie. He was a big-city hottie of the first order. Jake was almost his opposite. Jake Dean should be working a herd somewhere. She could see him in nothing but a pair of Levi’s, lifting a bale of hale.
She really had to get her mind off those two. They were dangerous.
“Is she ready to go? She has a meeting with her agent, and we’re supposed to drop by the police station. I got a call from my contact. He wants to take another look at the case. If we hurry, we can sneak in lunch.”
He was her dream personal assistant. Gorgeous, stylish, sexy, and well-organized. The organization bit actually did things to her girl parts. Adam Miles would probably even be organized during sex. Teasing. Check. Oral. Check. Screaming orgasm. Check and check.
And Jacob Dean would just growl and pull her hair and tell her what to do.
Yeah. That did things to her, too.
“Serena?” Adam’s voice pulled her out of that little fantasy. She spaced a lot. Her brain just went to crazy places. Unfortunately, it made most people think she was a complete flake. Eve had a quizzical expression on her face, but Adam smiled indulgently. He leaned in, whispering in her ear. “I would give a lot to know what you were just thinking about. It has your nipples hard.”
She knew she should have worn a sweater or something. Her nipples were big. They weren’t delicate and pretty. Her ex had told her she reminded him of a cow. She felt shame flood her.
“Hey.” Adam got to one knee. “I was flirting. I wasn’t complaining. I was happy about it.”
He was so gorgeous. There was no way she could believe him. She turned back to Eve. “If you need anything else, please let me know. I want to help in any way I can, and I know that the first thing you’re going to do is check me out to see if I’m some kind of whack job.”
She stood, trying to make sure she didn’t touch Adam at all. He was just doing his job, and one of the parts of his job was to make sure he controlled her. She was sure the flirting thing was all a part of Adam’s game plan. She shouldn’t take it seriously. No matter how much she wanted to. It would just put her in the position of playing another man’s fool. She’d played her husband’s fool for years and years. The fact that she’d stayed in a bad marriage shamed her. She didn’t need to start a relationship with another man she couldn’t handle.
Eve nodded, studying her thoughtfully. “I enjoyed our talk, Serena.”
Sure she had. It hadn’t been a talk. It had been a very polite interrogation. They still weren’t sure about her. They still didn’t believe and that meant she was still fucked because no one was going to put their lives on the line for a woman they thought just might be lying. “Thank you.” She turned to
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