time – well, most of the time. He considered her a pain in the rear he had to tolerate because of Riordan. He was a redneck of the third degree, and he had a capacitor in his head that could end his life if he pushed himself too far.
Not to mention, he had one of the most dangerous jobs in the world.
Jaydan Rose had a big, red circle over his face with a line drawn through it.
He stared at her, desire and disappointment blazing in his chocolate eyes. His erection stood tall and prominent in his shorts, his gaze unabashed, his jaw clenched.
She wrapped her robe closed. “Jaydan, I –“
Turning away, he walked to the bed and picked up the phone. A triangular-shaped tattoo marked the skin between his massive shoulder blades, Newton’s Second Law adorning the interior. It spoke of command, of domination and confidence, so like the man that had held her captive just moments ago.
He stalked to the door in angry strides. “Get dressed, Les. I’ll call Luke.”
***
Luke’s relieved voice carried a note of frustration. “Is Hope with you?”
Jaydan paced the large, open living area between the two leather sofas. “Yes, Luke. She’s with me.”
I wish to hell she wasn’t …
Breathing into the phone, he chuckled to himself. “Thank God. I was afraid she’d flown there on her own. In case you hadn’t noticed, she can be stubborn and headstrong.”
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“No shit. That’s why she’s with me. She threatened to fly over alone. I knew it would be easier to keep an eye on her beside me than traipsing all over the island, trying to keep up with her.”
Luke chuckled. “Even beside you, she’ll be hard to curb. Don’t let her out of your sight.”
Staring at the ceiling, Jaydan reigned in his patience. “I know.”
Powers’ voice came out hard and edged with worry. “I mean it, Rose.”
Anger and self-hatred pressed into him like gale force winds. Luke shouldn’t trust him after what had happened with Riordan.
“I can depend on you… right, Rose? You’ll keep her safe?”
Wincing, Jaydan rubbed a hand over his stomach. “I may have to carry her around kicking and screaming but yeah, I got this.”
“Thanks,” Luke said. “I owe you.”
Luke’s thanks grated on the edges of his conscience. He hadn’t intended to let down Riordan by pulling an all-nighter with Maria.
He still wanted to kick himself in the ass for allowing her to interfere with his job. Throwing his phone into the garbage disposal had been the last straw. He never received Naylor’s messages ordering him to get rid of Riordan. If he had, he would’ve known what was going down and prevented it.
“You don’t owe me, Luke. I’ll always have Saint’s back.”
“Well now, I’ll always have yours. Keep me posted.”
Hanging up, Jaydan tossed the phone on the sofa. Why did that bother him?
Because he just had Luke’s precious daughter in the palm of his hand. Literally. He’d been seconds from pulling her over to the bed and burying himself deep inside her.
Running a hand down his face, Jaydan propped his hands on his hips. Somehow, he had to forget her sweet taste, the mind-blowing softness of her breast, the arousing sound of her lost moans…
Cursing mentally, he dropped to the floor and did one-finger push-ups. He may be able to keep her from danger but who would keep her from him ?
Hell. He’d had enough self-psychoanalyzing for one day. He had to figure out who sent that note. Someone who’d taken a chance and didn’t really know them at all? Someone who’d staked out the private hangar at the airport?
Someone who knew the DNA tracker’s frequency?
He smiled to himself. Wouldn’t that piss off Hope?
Whoever it was assumed they were looking for something. Whether that was a hunch on their part or solid knowledge remained to be seen.
If it was solid knowledge, Powers International wasn’t safe. Someone had bugged the conference room or worked there as a snitch.
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