Every once in a while I catch a few snips of their terse exchange.
“He’s so gone for you,’ Dee Dee says as she folds up all the clothing Diesel and I will be taking.
What do I say to that? That I’m gone too?
Needing to do something, I carefully hang the dress I had on when we had sex, zipping it into a garment bag alongside the tux and shirts for Diesel. Still dismayed we’re going to be dressing like a couple. Even more dismayed what we did in those clothes…
“I don’t know, if he’s gone for me,” I try to hedge. “Things are complicated.”
There’s a knowing smile on her face as she places some folded items into a gigantic shopping bag. “Rumor is he’s your brother’s best friend.”
Is. Was? Not sure how that’s going to work out.
“Wow, that rumor mill is busy.” I wrap the sparkly belt into a coil, still feeling guilty about the price.
Everything she has is expensive, right down to the new jeans and a cute plaid shirt she insisted I wear today,justbecause.
“I’m close friends with the owner of Lone Star Security. We go way back.” She winks. “High school friends. He keeps me in the loop. And… I might do a little undercover work for them once in a while.”
Huh? “You… spy on people?”
“I gather information.” She wiggles her brows. “I have my…connections.”
“I feel like there’s a really good story there, but forgive me, I’m dying to know what Gray said about Caleb and Diesel.”
She slides a beautiful embroidered shopping bag toward me, and leans a hip against the table. “Told me your brother wouldn’t accept anyone else for your protective detail.”
Groan. “He’s a total jerk, why would Caleb do that?”
“Because the man is highly effective. I mean look at him. Caleb also knew Diesel could stand up to you, but would treat you like a princess.”
Ha. I scoff. “You mean like a captive.”
“Captors don’t usually buy thousands of dollars of clothes for their captives.”
My head snaps back, confusion making me blink at her. “I thought this was part of the protection detail.”
Chuckling, she holds up a black credit card. Symon M. Drake is the name on the front.
“Is this his company card?”
Dee Dee shakes her head. “This is all on Diesel. He wanted to do this for you.”
I’m blown away. “But I thought my brother…”
“Your brother won’t be paying a dime. Gray would never bill him for your protection. And don’t ask me why. That’s a story for your brother to tell you.”
Rubbing my forehead, I blow out a breath. My world is off axis. This whole mess, from the flowers and weird cards that started months ago, to Caleb’s demand for security, to finding out about Diesel watching me to…
Lordy. My body is still tingling.
I had sex with a bodyguard.
An awkward laugh escapes me. “I’m sorry. You’ll have to forgive me, it just feels like I stepped into some alternative reality.”
She rests a hand on my arm. “Sometimes the biggest shocks are the best. Now, are you ready for the show this weekend?”
“Clothing wise, yes. But my head’s a bit of a mess.”
