In those seconds, he’d begun to harden. Their blazing connection, their dangerously close proximity, and her inability to conceal her need drove him wild. He sat at the head of the table and crossed hislegs.
He needed to focus his efforts on his mounting problem at work, not help her sleuth around the club.Make time, goddammit.After clearing his throat, he said, “I’m proposing we return to Incognito to track down this woman and get to the bottom ofrejuvenation.”
“Using your flyinginsects?”
“Yes.”
Twenty minutes later, with the pastries eaten and their coffee long gone, Crockett believed their plan could work. Only one thing remainedunclear.
“How far are we willing to go to ensure no one at the club catches on to what we’re doing?” heasked.
Her provocative gaze sent another surge of energy through him. “All. The.Way.”
“We’ll have to pretend like we’re there to play, especially if Jase has surveillance throughout the club. Can you pull this off,Alex?”
“Huntah.” Electra’s sexy southern lilt caught him by surprise. “I wasn’t planning on faking athing.”
15
The Gut-Wrenching Truth
Alexandra’s senseshad beenthrust into overdrive by Crockett’s scrumptious baseline scent and wicked-hot gaze. His commanding presence had her quivering in her seat. Damn him for making her panties wet. If she didn’t bolt from that cozy room, she’d rip off his clothing and have her way withhim.
On. The.Spot.
Her new partner in crime would help her get to the bottom of whatever was going on at Incognito. Maybe put an end to her string of nightmares, too, if she could find the elusive Sage. But, by agreeing to help her sleuth around the club, he’d tied himself to her. Night after night. Even sex-crazed, emotionally unavailable Electra would have to work hard atnotfalling in love with him all overagain.
The idea of being with him was too provocative, too exciting. She had to put distance between them. Jumping up, she flung open the door. But his undeniable pull kept her feet firmly in place. She turned back. The intensity of his bright eyes sent a zing of energy throughher.
Like a heroin addict desperate for a fix, she wanted him in the absolute worst way. But theirconnectionswould be part of a contrived plot to fly under management’s radar.Lusty sex to blend in. That’sall.
“Thank you for agreeing to help me.”Chicken.Tell him how you really feel.“I need to call my mom.”And beg her to let me live withher.
Crockett pushed out of his chair. “Let’s stop by and check onher.”
Her heart warmed. She loved that hecared.
As they walked through the quiet lab, the dark windows reflected their images. Some couples looked like they belonged together.Are we one ofthem?
In heavy rush hour traffic, Alexandra called hermom.
“Hello, sweetheart!” Kimberly sounded perkier than she had indays.
“Hi, Mom. How are youdoing?”
“Perfect timing. My new chef made a pot roast and I’ll barely put a dent in it. Can you joinme?”
“Sure. I’m bringing someone.” Silence. “What’s the matter?” Alexandraasked.
“I’m thrilled you’re making friends, but I’m not up forentertaining.”
“It’sCrockett.”
“OurCrockett?” Kimberly’s smile burst through the receiver. Could her mom be anyhappier?
Grateful she hadn’t put the call on speaker, she peeked at him. “Um,yeah.”
“Tell him the chef’s adelight.”
