“No?” He quirked an eyebrow. “Because you do look like you have an opinion.”
“Not on you watching porn. Just on you doing it on an NYPD-issued iPad.”
He frowned. “Why? What difference does that make?”
Was he serious? “Erm, you do know they can track everything you do on there, right?”
His mouth dropped open for a moment before he caught himself. “You mean they can see everything I do and watch?”
I wasn’t sure whether he meant it as a question or a statement since his tone had been flat. To be safe, I kept my answer neutral. “Exactly.”
His face tightened, and a muscle in his jaw ticked before he relaxed again. “It’s not an NYPD-issued iPad, so no worries.”
He was doing training on his own iPad? That didn’t make sense at all, but then again, little about this man was normal. He was definitely an original, that was for certain. “Anyway, still want me to take a quick look?” I checked.
“Yeah. Thanks.” He hesitated, then added, “As you can tell, I’m not great with modern technology.”
Even the way he said it made his disdain clear. “You didn’t grow up with it? Were your parents, like, super strict or something?”
His face softened. “No, but they were simple folk, living a simple life. We didn’t have any of this growing up.”
Wow, I’d never heard that before. Yeah, from groups like the Amish, maybe, or other strict religious families, but not like this. It sounded fascinating. “You didn’t miss it? Or maybe regret it now?”
He immediately shook his head. “No, not even a little bit. Technology…complicates life. It brings trials and challenges you wouldn’t have otherwise. I feel fortunate to know what it was like to grow up without it.”
I had not expected that, but his wistful tone and thehonesty in his expression made me almost jealous. “That’s beautiful.”
He studied me for a moment, as if making sure I wasn’t messing with him, then nodded. “It was. Anyway, if you can get that movie to play, I’d be grateful.”
I dragged my eyes off him and refocused on the screen. It took me less than ten seconds to find the problem. “You have way too many apps and browser windows open. Holy shit, this is actually insane. You have more than two hundred tabs open. No wonder your iPad is giving up.”
He looked sheepish. “Can you fix that?”
“Sure, and real easy too, but is there anything you need to bookmark?” At his puzzled expression, I added, “Any websites you need to save so you can find them again?”
“Oh, like that. No, you can close…whatever.”
“Even your porn?” I couldn’t resist teasing him.
He flashed me a saucy grin. “Especially those. Why waste time on those when I have the real thing here?” He gestured at me. “You’re so much sexier and prettier.”
I wasn’t sure whether to be flattered or offended. Maybe both? “I’m not live porn.”
His eyes widened, and then he cursed. “No! Of course not. I didn’t mean to imply that…” He let out a deep sigh, rubbing his temples. “Gabriel’s gonna fecking kill me.”
“Who’s Gabriel?”
“My new boss. He’s a hardass, and not in a sexy way. My previous boss was much nicer.”
“Ah, like that. Did he leave?”
“No, he was…transferred to another department. And Gabriel has been on my ass from day one, all because of some misunderstandings. He has no understanding of the realities of the job, you know?”
One of the many reasons why I had decided to become my own boss. “I’m sorry. That sucks.”
With a few quick swipes, I closed all his tabs, then started closing every single open app except the one he apparently used for the training. As I did, my eyes fell on his email notifications, and I couldn’t believe my eyes. “You have over thirty thousand unread emails?”
He shrugged. “Probably. So?”
