“But...”
“Baby, relax. They’re not gonna barge in here. Even if they came looking, they would be entering a girl’s bathroom. Trust me, T may be a caveman but he has decency.” He rolled his eyes. “Not much, but enough to stay out of a woman’s bathroom unless invited in. Besides, Corissa would hand him his ass, and then tell Cassie, who’d probably shoot him.”
“You go out first. I’ll wait and come out when you leave.”
Bogs snickered. “They’re gonna know you’re in here if they see me walking out of the ladies’ room. Come on.” He tugged her hand but she shook her head feverishly and pressed her back deeper into the wall.
“No. They may know you’re in here with me but if I don’t see their faces, I can pretend and lessen the embarrassment.” She nodded. “Go.”
Bogs smirked. “Okay, I’ll go.” He stole a quick kiss and walked to the door. He glanced over his shoulder and licked his lips. “Gonna have the taste of you on my lips all day. That should hold me over until tonight.”
He left and she stayed planted against the wall.
“It’s about fucking time, asshole. What’s wrong with the guy’s bathroom?”
Kenzie’s face heated again. She glanced at the mirror confirming the burning of her face. She listened for their voices but the murmuring seemed further away until it was silent. She didn’t want to know anything about that conversation. She was just fine pretending they wouldn’t figure out what he was doing in the bathroom.
She inched toward the door and opened it slightly. Breathing a sigh of relief at the silence she walked out. A second too early. A head poked out from one of the offices. She caught a glimpse of Stone and his green eyes landed on her. His smirk was the last thing she saw before he walked into the office.
Fuck!
ChapterFourteen
“Where exactly is this place?” She scanned the area. This was a side of Texas she didn’t even know existed.
They had stopped by his condo and grabbed their stuff before heading out to his friend’s place. After their interlude in the bathroom she made a point of not leaving the conference room for the rest of the afternoon. The mere sound of Stone’s voice through the walls made her face burn like a fire. Luckily, she didn’t run into him or T. Even Corissa had gone for the day when they left the office. She would worry about tomorrow another time.
“I thought you were from around here? Don’t tell me you believe Texas is just oil field, ranches, and tall skyscrapers.”
“And football.”
Bogs chuckled. “We’re close. From the directions my buddy gave me, it should be around the bend at the end of the street.”
She picked it out as soon as they rounded the corner. At the end of the road was a house, beautiful and obviously unfinished. The construction materials lay on the side covered in a blue tarp. A beat-up red pickup was in the driveway. Bogs pulled in next to it.
“This is where we are sleeping?” Kenzie sat further up in her seat looking up at the large framed house.
“Jonah said it’s got a room set up, and there’s water and heat. May not be the Ritz, but it’ll do.” Bogs opened the door and got out. Kenzie did the same and followed him up the path of wood boards that lay in front of the porch.
She hadn’t heard the door open but when she looked up a man was standing on the small porch. Damn.
“Was worried you wouldn’t find it.” His voice was deep and gravelly. It suited him perfectly.
“Don’t insult me, man, I can find anything.” Bogs reached out, taking the man’s hand for a shake. He turned around as he slapped the man’s back.
“Jonah, this is Kenzie, my girl on the run. Kenzie, this is Jonah, harborer of Houston’s most wanted.”
Jonah chuckled. His hand engulfed hers reminding her that his size almost doubled hers. “Nice to meet you.”
“You too. Thanks for this, I appreciate your help.”
He nodded, releasing her hand, stepping back. It gave her an unobstructed view of the man. He was handsome but in a harsh, rugged way. His jaw was squared with high cheekbones, and the palest green eyes that somehow popped against his naturally tan skin. And he was huge. He must have stood at least six four, maybe six five. His long-sleeved shirt and beat up jeans covered most of his body but she could tell he was built.
“Come on in, I’ll show around. Hope you weren’t expecting too much.”
“As long as it’s got a bed, we’re golden.”
Kenzie gasped. “Bogs.” Of course, his mind would go to sex, but why did he have to say that in front of Jonah. Was nothing sacred with this man? She glared at him.
