He hadn’t forgotten that intense moment when they’d exited the helicopter. Or the encouragement it’d given him. She still had feelings for him; he knew it. Now, if he could just get past her wall—
“Are you listening to me, Mr. Masters?”
He blinked. “Sorry. The job won’t suffer because of our history.” He considered her dubious expression. “Look, I made a mistake a few years ago. The worst mistake of my life, believe you me.” When she widened her eyes, he said quickly, “I didn’t cheat on her, if that’s what you’re thinking. I just need to spend some time with her, and I think we can fix it. I could use your help.”
“Pfft.” Martinez shifted away from him a little, her body language showing her disapproval. “I’m no matchmaker.”
“Of course not. Just, if you and Shel happen to be doing something not work related that I could join in on ...” He raised his brows, pleading with his eyes.
The bodyguard studied him, saying nothing. But he thought he saw a curve to the corner of her mouth.
“Let’s go, you two,” Shelby called. “We’ve got some accounts to get into.”
“I’ll see what I can do.” Martinez jogged over to join Shelby.
Wade grinned. The world suddenly seemed a happier place.
