“I know.” Wolfe chuckled, still sunbathing, not opening his eyes. “She doesn’t look at anyone else the way she looks at you—not even when she calls someone brilliant. That wasn’t intimate interest there, buddy.”
Finally, I snapped out of my stupor.
I sniffed and peered down my nose at the group as a whole. “You are all ridiculous.” My lips twitched. It was difficult keeping a straight face near them.
Finn grinned. “She’s already got us pegged.”
Godric scooched an inch closer to me.
I scrutinized his profile, my tone amused. “Don’t worry there, big man. I heard all about your greatness today with every stop on the tour.” I munched on another bite of my sandwich, thoughtful. “There’s actually a scientist that you may want to screen better. He’s a bit fanatical about you. Like, in a freaky ass way.”
Alaric snickered. “I bet she’s talking about Johnson.”
I pointed at him with the remaining bite of my sandwich. “Yes. That was his last name.”
Godric’s shoulders eased, the tension flowing out of him. “There’s already a restraining order against him. He’s not allowed within twenty feet of me.”
I knew it! Crazy science guy for the win.
“And you still allow him to work here?” I popped the last bit of my meal into my mouth, chewing and watching his eyes.
The pure arrogance that he was untouchable lived in their depths. “He’s a mastermind, even if a little cracked when he doesn’t take his meds. I want him on my team. I don’t take intelligence for granted, no matter where it comes from.”
I kept my eyes on his.
His on mine.
That was why he was so powerful, a little insight into the man. He knew how to use his resources to the best advantage—on his own terms. No one who disregarded skilled talent and outside thinking would ever be in power in the world we lived in.
I hummed quietly and smiled a little.
A clever man in the bedroom wasn’t bad.
I was content with my choice to continue with him.
The game flashed a reminder to play again.
I turned my attention from him as I enjoyed the tiny smirk he graced me with, and then touched my fingers to the screen. Once again, I evaluated the choices of destruction.
I picked one. It was the right piece.
The earth spun on the screen.
I started over with a new destination.
Godric leaned against my shoulder and stared at the screen, eating a carrot now. One of his long fingers started to touch my screen, and I slapped it away. His chuckle was quiet as he watched me win again and again without his help, even once when I had guessed wrong.
“Is that sandwich all you had for lunch?” he asked in a quiet tone, his gaze still on my screen.
I tapped a destruction piece. “Yes.”
“Why? You have an interesting evening planned.” He finished his second carrot, the crunch not unpleasant to my ears while he chewed with his mouth shut. He swallowed it down a few seconds later. “You need your strength.”
I sighed and evaded his question. “You looked at the CA schedule for the recruits?”
“I was bored.” He shrugged, his shoulder rubbing against mine.
“I can only imagine,” I muttered with sarcasm. But I lifted my left arm over his leg closest to me and stole one his carrots off the ground. I bit into it with relish, still ravenous. “Thanks.”
