Did he forget that I have his schedule, so I know he’s lying?
Unless he has some secret date I don’t know about. . .
I think of the two elevator girls as I pull the skirt up over the bodysuit. He watches the action like he wishes we could start up where we left off.
It’s my turn to put on a mask of indifference.
Go ahead and try. You think I’ll just strip down again after that rejection?
He suddenly snaps back to reality, turning to exit the office without a word.
What the actual hell just happened?
CHAPTER 15
LUKE
She’s good,better than I thought. She almost had me believing for a few minutes that it was real. She’s clearly been trained to use seduction as her method of extracting information and gaining intel. I already knew that she’d bugged my penthouse while I was sleeping. I have no doubt anymore that she’s one of the best trained agents I’ve ever come in contact with.
Even though she’s trying to kill me, I’m impressed with her. That move with the lingerie was like fulfilling a fantasy, and I completely fell for it.
Almost fell for it.
My mind kept arguing that there was nothing she couldreallydo during sex, but I know that’s not true. The best time to kill me would be in the throes of intimacy.
I can’t let her get that close again. I need to turn the tables on her to find out who she’s working for. I’ll use anything I can to my advantage to gather the proof I’ve been searching for the last two years.
Keep your enemies close.
I release a sigh in the elevator, willing my erection to dissipate completely. I want to lick her arousal off my fingers,but I restrain myself from giving in to the temptation. The doors open on the ground floor, and I walk out to see that my driver got my text and is here.
I climb into the shiny black SUV. The protection of bulletproof windows makes it one of the only places I can relax.
“Jackson.”
“Hey, asshole.” He grins at me in the rearview. “You look like someone just kneed you in the balls.”
I glare at the back of his bald head. “I want to talk to Stephen Rail. I think he’s her contact.”
He starts to drive in the direction of the dilapidated apartment I already searched from top to bottom.
“The singer prick? I’ve been to that dive bar every night he’s played. I think you’re off, man. Guy’s clean.”
I have to find some answers. Every lead on Kate Dawson has come up dry, but that girl is working for someone. Why else would she have stripped down in my office? Why else would she have approached me at a bar and then magically become my PA?
“I have to figure out who she’s working for. If we gotta push him around a bit to get some answers, so be it.”
“What happened? I haven’t seen you rattled like this in a long time.”
I clench my jaw. “I’m not rattled. She’s just good, one of the best I’ve seen.”
He signals a turn, pulling us right up to the apartment complex, and parks in an empty space a few buildings away from our target.
“Maybe she’s just into you, man. You are a rich asshole, and bitches love that shit.”
“Then, how do you explain the bugs planted in my apartment after she was there, and now, she has a key?”
He turns around in the driver’s seat to look at me. “You could have someone else on your tail. Why does it have to be her?”
