“Poppy, I do expect you to answer when I call.” Godric’s delicious voice was hard in demand, stopping me in my tracks.
I glanced at him over my shoulder, not commenting.
He raised one brow, and he leaned against the doorframe and crossed his arms. “Everything we talked about in there? We already knew.”
I stared with perfect calmness. “I know.”
“You’ll answer then.”
I nodded.
One side of his lips curved up.
“I do have one question before I have to grovel.”
“Go ahead.”
“How did you know I was in the bathroom?”
Humor lit his gaze. “I smelled you.”
I blinked. “That’s not funny. I don’t stink.”
He grinned. “No, you don’t.”
“Then how?”
“I already answered you.”
“You’re going to stick with that?” My voice was dry.
“I guess I am.”
I sighed and walked out the glass door.
That man was in a league of his own.
It was time to pray Major Wilcox didn’t boot me.
CHAPTERNINETEEN
“I know,” I stated in a soft tone. “I am so sorry. But when Mr. King came in the building, I lost you guys in the crowd. One minute you were there, the next you weren’t.”
Major Wilcox glared down at me, her hands on her hips next to her swords. “And it took you this long to find us?”
“It’s a big building,” I explained.
She hadn’t been on the sixteenth floor when I arrived there. The halls had been dark; only tiny emergency lighting lit the hallways. I had to search the place based on where I believed the instructors would take candidates on a tour. I was lucky to find them on my first shot—the history section where they were learning all about how Godric had first formed the corporations after the final war.
The major still glared.
I shoved my shoulders back. “I found you fast.”
And I had. I was proud of myself.
Her tone turned dry. “You shouldn’t have lost us in the first place, Ms. Carvene.” Her dark eyes peered heavenward, and she sighed with resignation. “Mr. King can have that effect on people. You aren’t the first person to have been star struck when seeing him for the first time. There was this one time two trains ran into one another when a guy crossed the street right between them, all to get Mr. King’s autograph.”
My lips trembled. “Seriously?”
