Page 40 of The Enforcer


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“And not being able to do that since you met him and then afterwards while you were running for your life has to have taken an enormous toll on you. I want to give that back to you. I want you to embrace life because you know I’ve got your back, and I will protect you as long as there is a breath in my body.”

Something settled with her, and she felt the shackles and shadows of her past falling away. “I love you.” She placed her hand on his mouth. “I’m not saying that to make you feel obligated in any way. I just wanted you to know that.”

“Baby girl, I think I started falling in love with you from the minute I walked into Cerberus, and you were sitting there.”

“That’s not true,” she laughed, “but it’s sweet nonetheless.”

“Careful. I don’t care much for being called a liar. Ask anyone at Cerberus. From the time you joined us, I quit having sex with the subs I discipline.” He laughed. “It really threw me at first, and I only got blow jobs anyway, but then I realized I only wanted to have sex with you.”

“Really?”

“Really,” he assured her. “I’ve been having an exclusive relationship with my hand for quite some time, but we’ll be breaking up in the very near future.”

Alicia unbuckled her seatbelt and leaned forward, her hand resting on his thigh. “How soon?” she whispered.

“Very soon. Now behave yourself.” He touched the comm unit. “Alicia and I are headed back to the house. I don’t want to be parked here too long. Any chance we can get some eyes on this place? I want to know where Mrs. Rennault goes and whether or not the psycho shows up.”

“We’re not far,” answered one of the team members. “Seth sent us to spell you. We’re entering the neighborhood now from the south.”

Brock started up the motor. “We’ll exit to the north to look for anything suspicious.”

“I thought stakeouts lasted forever.”

“Not if you have the manpower. You get tired. You get bored. You miss things. We always try to have teams revolving in and out. We also use a variety of vehicles so we’re harder to spot.”

They headed back to the house they were using as a headquarters and staging area and had dinner with Seth, Miley, and Damon.

As dinner was winding up, Seth said, “I need to talk to Miley and Brock alone. I know both of you can be trusted, but this is not associated with this case and is need-to-know only. In fact, part of what I’ll be doing is reading Miley in.”

“Reading someone in,” drawled Damon, “is Seth-speak for the person who doesn’t know anything about what he’s going to talk about. Come on, let’s you and I go grab some more from the cheese and fruit tray.”

“Thanks, Damon,” said Brock. “Very few men I’d trust with my baby girl.”

“Thank you, Brock, I’m flattered.”

“Don’t be,” said Miley. “He only trusts you because he knows I’d shoot your balls off if you were ever stupid enough to cheat on me. Hey, Alicia, want me to shoot the psycho’s balls off?”

Alicia grinned. “I’m not sure even you could hit so small a target.”

Brock chuckled. “She shoots; she scores.”

Damon shook his head and escorted her out to the patio via a trip through the kitchen. They sat in comfortable chairs nibbling on the cheese and fruit they had picked up as well as a glass of wine for Damon and a bottle of water for her.

“Sure you don’t want some of the wine?”

“I’m sure. The last time Brock and I started to get intimate he put the brakes on because he thought I might be intoxicated. I have plans for tonight; I’m not taking any chances.” Damon chuckled. “This is your place, isn’t it?”

Damon observed her. “Yes; how did you know?”

“It looks like you. Does the team know?”

“Fitz and Miley know, but that’s it, although I suspect Brock may have figured it out.”

“Why the secrecy?”

“People get funny around those who have a lot of money. Back in Charleston, Miley and I have to be Mr. and Mrs. Damon Knox…

“I didn’t think you were married.”

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