“It was,” Kathy agreed, apparently not noticing how hard Trevor was fighting to keep from grinning.
“So I came home and ended up finding the socks I liked online being made overseas. The only problem was that I had to buy in bulk—a hundred pairs. I was desperate, so I bought them, figuring I could sell some of the extras to other people I knew who loved the socks as much as I did. Those friends and acquaintances ended up buying every single pair I’d ordered before they even arrived. So I ordered more, and people bought those, too. The next thing I know, I’m quitting my day job so I can stay home and sell socks on the Internet.” She smiled. “Honestly, I couldn’t do any of it without my boyfriend, Armen. He’s the one who makes most of the deliveries to UPS.”
“He drives a minivan,” Alina pointed out, not because she thought Trevor would be interested in that fact, but because she liked to tease her friend about it.
“What’s wrong with minivans?” Kathy demanded.
“Nothing at all,” Alina said before turning to Trevor with a mock whisper behind her hand. “She won’t admit it, but I think Kathy has a thing for guys who drive minivans.”
Kathy rolled her eyes. “Oh yeah. Minivans really get me going. And guys who drive minivans? You just can’t get any hotter than that.”
They all laughed at that, then talked a little more about minivans, socks, and working from home before Kathy announced she needed to head back to her place and get some work done before she went to bed.
“Besides,” she added with a smile, “I’m sure you two would probably rather get back to what you were doing before I interrupted.”
Alina laughed, but now that she thought about it, having Trevor all to herself again might be fun.
“See you in the morning,” Alina said to her friend as she held the door open for her. “I’ll drop Molly off at the normal time.”
“Really?” Kathy whispered as she stood in there in the doorway, glancing at Trevor, who was still in the living room playing with Molly. “Any chance you two might, you know, sleep in a little late tomorrow?”
Alina wasn’t sure how to answer, especially considering the fact that Trevor had probably heard every word of it. Finally, she shook her head and went with the safe response, just in case.
“Like I said. Trevor’s my partner. It’s not like that.”
Kathy nodded but didn’t seem convinced. “We’ll see.”
Alina closed the door and turned to find that Molly had hopped up on the couch and assumed her normal comfy position to one side of the cozy sectional. But this time, instead of staring at the TV waiting for Alina to turn it on, her fur baby was staring intently at both of them, apparently waiting to see what was going to happen next. Alina had to admit, she was curious about that, too.
Trevor walked over to meet her as she crossed the living room, and for a second, she thought her partner was going to sweep her into his arms. But instead, he stopped a few paces short and nodded toward the door.
“I should be going, too. I have to get up early to make it up here in time to pick you up and get us to work on time.”
She was confused for a moment, not sure what he meant by that. Then she remembered her car was still down at the DCO training complex in Quantico, nearly an hour away. Crap, she’d completely forgotten that.
“You sure you don’t might driving up here to pick me up in the morning?” she asked. “The traffic coming north will suck if you’re not here early.”
He grinned and took a step closer, and suddenly, the possibility of a kiss coming her way was back on the menu.
“I don’t mind,” he said softly. “Something tells me I’m not going to get a lot of sleep tonight anyway.”
Her breath caught at the implication in his words. She guessed he’d been having more than a few unprofessional thoughts of his own this evening. For some insane reason, that made her happy.
She licked her lips, ready for what she was sure was coming next, when Trevor’s damn cell phone rang.
Crap, if they were interrupted one more time, she was going to scream.
Trevor growled as he pulled out his phone. He glanced at the number, frowning as he answered it.
“Hold on a second,” Trevor said. “Alina’s with me. Let me put you on the speaker.”
A moment later, Seth Larson’s voice came over the phone. “You gave me your number and said I should call if I needed to. Well…I needed to.”
“What’s wrong?” Alina asked. “Is Cody okay?”
“Yeah, he’s okay, just a little freaked out. Earlier tonight, some thugs from the DCO came to visit. They were real assholes, asking me all kinds of questions regarding what you and I talked about, what I’d seen that morning, who else I might have talked to.”
“What’d you tell them?” Trevor asked.
