Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 84102 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 421(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84102 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 421(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
“He’s from a wealthy family, and he would definitely be considered a high-value target, if that’s what you’re asking.” They’d made it to the top of the stairs, and Wade held the door open for her.
“Do we have any known threats?” It was kind of sad that she was hoping the answer would be yes. It had been a while since her adrenaline had been up. The last time she’d been shot at had been years ago. What she needed now was a good high-danger case to take her mind off the sexy professor.
She wondered what he was doing for spring break. It had to be coming up soon. Would he head out to his stepfather’s lake house? Or take some luxury vacay?
Her mom used to spend her spring breaks preparing for the rest of the school year.
“Not that Kyle found.” Wade started for the big guy’s office.
Who was Kyle protecting? And why Kyle? There was no doubt the man was good, but he wasn’t seasoned. If this was a client Taggart wanted to impress, why send Kyle?
“You’ve got some of Kyle’s notes in that folder, but he’s going to send you the rest. He worked on a lot of this at his place.” A wide smile came over Wade’s face. “Well, hello, pretty lady. I heard there was an angel up on this floor, but I didn’t believe it.”
She didn’t gag the way she would have if Wade had been genuinely trying to pick up Taggart’s admin with that line. He’d already picked her up and taken her out and gotten her pregnant. Geneva Rycroft gave her husband a grin. “You still have it, babe. That would totally work on me.”
When she’d started dating Michael, this was kind of what she’d been looking for. McKay-Taggart was full of happy couples who worked together and never seemed to have a single problem unless Big Tag pissed off Charlie and then got his lemon snacks taken away. That had been a rough week.
Wade leaned over and kissed his wife. “I’m glad to know I still got it. Is he in there?”
Genny nodded. “He’s been on the phone all morning. And you should know that some of your guys have already been up here planning how to give Kyle as much hell as possible for letting a Louis Vuitton suitcase take him down.”
“We’re going to give him so much shit.” Hutch leaned against the doorframe of his office. Greg Hutchins was McKay-Taggart’s resident IT expert. “My fiancée knows some crazy science stuff that will elevate all of my pranks.”
Yep, she had another wedding to go to. Hutch—the dude least likely to ever get married—was planning a wedding with a scientist cutie named Noelle. It would be the first wedding she had to go to since she and Michael had canceled theirs.
“Poor Kyle.” MaeBe Vaughn worked IT as well. She was the classic gamer girl, with purple hair, black lipstick, and combat boots. She was adorable, and the word around the office was Kyle was sweet on her. She settled her crossbody over her shoulder. “I’ve got to go pick up a cat from Kyle’s and pack a bag for him. He doesn’t know it, but he’s going to his mom’s place. He seems to think he can get up and down the stairs of the town house. Is he floating up them? David’s not going to be there, so he’ll end up starving to death.”
The mention of his name made her heart flutter.
Flutter. It was a stupid word, and an even stupider thing to do. She wanted to ask about why David wouldn’t be there. Did Kyle live with him? Was David taking a trip?
All of those bricks of information fell into place and reminded her that she wasn’t merely supposed to throw her body in front of bullets. She was also an investigator, and she could properly connect the dots.
David was a professor specializing in South American history and politics. Naturally his brother going on an assignment with him wouldn’t be considered a “job.”
David would be a high-value target given who his stepfather was. He would need security. He wasn’t trained and his brother was, and now his brother couldn’t go anywhere. She spoke the language and was used to international travel. She was the perfect person to slide into Kyle’s spot and make sure the boss’s step-nephew remained safe.
Except she couldn’t.
“I can’t do this.” She looked down at the folder, and there was David’s name. “Look, Wade, I get why you want me on this assignment, but I’m not protecting David Hawthorne. No way. I’m not going.”
She couldn’t be alone with the man. If she was alone with him, she wouldn’t be able to hold out. She would end up kissing him again, and kissing would lead to touching, and touching would lead to a lot more. By the end of the week, she wouldn’t want to leave him and wouldn’t be able to protect her heart and her job the way she should.