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can handle this guy with one hand tied behind your back but that doesn’t mean you should do anything–”
Jesus, Jason was as bad as Gigi. Married life had turned him into a fussy old lady. “I get it. No running off by myself. We won’t but just be warned. She’s anxious to get on the road and find her brother. I practically had to wrestle her into bed to get some rest and give you a chance to confirm that the lead she has is legit. If she was running the show we’d be on the way to Las Vegas this very minute.”
“First thing you need to learn is that when your woman ain’t happy, you won’t be happy,” Jason laughed. “Let me get back to work then. Hopefully we’ll have something for you by tonight, tomorrow morning at the latest.”
“Thanks again. I mean that.”
West had assured Gigi that he’d marshal every resource he could find to keep her safe and resolve the tangled mess of her life. He could do it by himself but it would be a hell of a lot easier – and faster – with Jason and his crew helping.
“Just keep an eye on your girl. Eventually she’ll get used to the idea she doesn’t have to be scared anymore.”
West could only hope that would be the case and that when she wasn’t terrified every day of her life she’d find a way to let someone in. Be vulnerable. Trust.
He wanted to be that man.
Chapter Eight
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“A re you hungry?” West asked Gigi when she woke the next morning and wandered into the kitchen where he was tapping away at his laptop.
She looked deliciously rumpled and his first thought had been to take her immediately back to bed and stay there for the rest of the day. His second thought was that they still had too much to discuss. And the fact that he was still kind of pissed off that she’d been keeping this huge secret from him all this time. She hadn’t trusted him in the least. “We could go get something to eat.”
“I’m supposed to have the flu, remember? We have to stay in.” Gigi yawned and stretched her arms over her head. The motion lifted her tank top, displaying a strip of skin that he knew felt like satin underneath his fingertips. Going back to bed was looking better and better with each passing minute. Damn, he was such a horndog around this little bit of woman. “I can cook breakfast.”
“I won’t argue. I got an email from Jason early this morning. He thinks the Zachary Rogers in Vegas has a good chance of being your brother. He moved there from right here in Montana where he was working on a ranch.”
If West doubted Gigi’s love for her brother or her determination to find him he wouldn’t after seeing her blooming smile. She looked positively radiant. His chest tightened painfully at the thought of all she’d been through in her young life. He only wished he’d been around much sooner to make all of this go away.
Of course once she was free and safe there was no guarantee she was going to want to stick around a backwater town in Montana. To be honest he didn’t know if they truly had any sort of future. He only knew what they’d had wasn’t satisfying but what they could be wasn’t clear yet. They were in some strange sort of limbo and it didn’t feel comfortable. It wasn’t the moment to talk about love but they’d gone past the casual stage. Basically it was put up or shut up time. They either moved forward together or went their separate ways. It would be hard but he had to be prepared for that eventuality.
“Then I was right when I followed his trail here?” Gigi asked excitedly. “I must have just missed him. I feel like I’ve been three steps behind him for years. Did they find anything on Aubrey?”
“No, but it’s still early yet. Give them some time. They did find out quite a bit about your ex, though.”
Gigi wrinkled her nose as she cracked eggs into a bowl. “Nothing pleasant I’m guessing.”
“He’s got his fingers in more than just nightclubs apparently. Did you know he did time before he