Emily leaned against the counter. “Give me this guy’s info and I’ll run him through the system.”
I sighed. “Kimmie said I should do that, too. Of course, she said I should make Elliot do it.”
Emily rolled her eyes. “I wonder if there will ever be a woman able to resist him.”
I shrugged. “Doubtful.”
“We don’t need to get the men involved,” she said. “You and I can handle it on this end, I think.”
I grinned. “You’re the best sister ever.”
“Back atya.”
Family dinner wrapped up and after hugs all around, I headed home.
I arrived to find Austin waiting for me in the parking lot. He was standing next to one of the prettiest Harley-Davidsons I’d ever seen (limited exposure, of course, but it really was pretty) and he was dropping his phone into his jeans pocket as I stepped out of my car.
“Hi,” I said.
He lifted his chin. “Hey, babe.”
He closed the distance between us and leaned down to kiss me.
I smiled. “I thought you were busy tonight.”
“Had a break. Wanted to see my girl.”
This sent a thrill down my spine. “And who might that be?”
He chuckled. “How was dinner?”
“It was good,” I said, and started up the stairs. “How long’s your ‘break’?”
“I’ve probably got about an hour.”
“Want to come in for a drink or something?” I asked.
“Or somethin’.”
I unlocked my door, leading him inside. I shrugged out of my coat and hung it up, while Austin dropped his onto a chair and planted himself on the sofa. I grabbed him a beer, poured myself a glass of wine, and sat beside him on the couch. In the light, I could see the stress on his face and frowned.
“You okay?” I asked.
“Shit day.”
“Want to talk about it?”
He shook his head. “I can’t, babe.”
I sighed. “You look tired.”
“I am.” He took a sip of his beer.
“What time did you get to bed last night?”
“I didn’t.”
“Seriously?” I frowned. “Mack dropped me off at eleven. You didn’t go home after the meeting?”
