“Not sneaking. Something has your full attention, and girl, you are dressed to impress. Maybe even attract a guy. So spill.”
“Nothing. Simply going to meet a visitor.”
“I was on my way out to do an interview for my podcast. I can let your guest in for you.”
“Podcast. That’s it.” Mackenzie could interview Rossi. She would have to be read in on Drew’s undercover investigation, and he would have to approve it, but maybe it could work.
Mackenzie tilted her head. “That’s what?”
“Nothing.” Teagan stepped away. “I need to see to my visitor.”
“Fine,” Mackenzie called out. “Be like that.”
Teagan knew she’d sounded defensive or at the very least like she was hiding something, but she kept going and hoped Mackenzie was headed for the back exit leading to the lot where they parked their cars.
Teagan reached for the door and took a long breath before pulling it open.
Drew stood, strong and broad-shouldered on the other side. He ran his gaze over her, and his smile disappeared. Not the reaction she expected.
He curled his fingers into fists. “That Oliver creep doesn’t deserve the effort you put into your appearance.”
“No real effort other than a shower.” She kept looking at him, trying to figure out the reason for his frustration.
“Well, you look amazing.” His irritation vanished, and he gave her an appreciative look.
A warm feeling swam in her chest.
Could he tell how glad she was to see him? To see his admiring look directed at her?
A flush stole up her neck. If he hadn’t known, he did now. She couldn’t think of anything to say, so she stood back.
“Ah-hah. That’s why you’re so distracted,” Mackenzie said, stepping past Teagan and eyeing Drew. “Looks like you’re monopolizing my sister’s time.”
“That a problem?” Drew asked, honestly sounding interested in the answer.
“She could use a guy in her life so not necessarily bad.” Mackenzie kept her former detective appraising look on Drew. “If you’re a good guy, that is.”
“Ignore her. She was just leaving.” Teagan fired her sister a warning look, pushed Mackenzie toward the door, and closed it firmly behind her. “We can go to my office.”
She rushed away, taking deep breaths and letting them out to clear her brain of the personal feelings making her lightheaded.
He fell into step beside her. “Do you like working with your family?”
“Most of the time.”
“Translated not times like this when one of them tries to fix you up.” He grinned.
“Exactly.” Teagan stepped into her office to retreat behind her desk. She felt safer there. Not physically but mentally safe from her budding feelings for this guy.
She expected him to take a seat in a chair across the desk, but he came to perch on the edge of her desk, only a few feet away. She scooted her chair back to put more space between them and earned a raise of his eyebrow.
“I had an idea,” she blurted out.
“Okay.” His smile flattened a bit as he searched her face, seeking some sort of answer, but she didn’t know what he wanted.
She told him about the articles she’d just read. “I was thinking we need to pretend to be reporters and interview Rossi to get more info on his coaching to see if that might tell us something. Obviously, you can’t do that, and I can’t since I talked to his wife and have the date with Oliver. Too risky.”
“Agreed.”
