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His unbroken arm snaked about her waist and pulled her closer to him. “Now you’ve put me in something of a dilemma. I don’t need help, but I’d still like to shower with you,” he explained at her questioning look.
She continued to avoid meeting his gaze. “Is showering together going to lead to…other things?”
“Other things?” he teased her. “You mean am I going to want to get down on my knees, part your legs, and then kiss, lick, and suck your delicious—”
“Yes!” She stopped him from completing that question, her cheeks blazing with color.
“Without a doubt,” he confirmed.
“Then I’ll use a different bathroom.”
“Spoilsport,” he taunted before sobering. “Last night happened, Persephone. It’s going to happen again. Repeatedly and often. Even more so once we’re married—”
Persy pulled away from him, easily releasing herself when Casper could only use one arm effectively. “I have no plans to marry anyone, least of all a man I’ve only just met.”
“A man you’ve already spent one night with,” he reminded, obviously not in the least perturbed by her claim. “Besides, I already asked Mike to be my best man.”
“Then when we get to his garage, you can damn well unask him.” She glared. “Now tell me where there’s another bathroom I can use.”
He smiled. “There’s one adjoining the bedroom Remy had prepared for you last night.”
“You— Where is it?” Persy held on to her temper with effort. Great effort. Casper had known all along that Remy Kingston had done as she’d said she would.
“The door in the hallway to the left of this suite,” Casper revealed lightly.
Persy gave him a furious glare before marching out of the room and closing the door firmly behind her.
She took several deep breaths once she was outside in the hallway, already knowing it was going to be a very long day.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Casper saw the police car driving away, no doubt after the men had taken Mike’s statement, as Persy parked the SUV outside the garage. Her partner for the day was now back on shift and sitting in the second SUV parked behind them.
Casper opened the door and stepped down, but remained standing beside the SUV, delaying the moment when he would have to look at yet further damage having been deliberately inflicted to his beloved car.
Sinclair had been in the kitchen preparing decaffeinated coffee to take back to bed for himself and Remy when Casper and Persy came downstairs.
He’d reported that none of Casper’s brothers or his cousin Adam had found anything that indicated Martyna Morozova’s whereabouts. As far as they could all tell, the woman had simply disappeared.
Which, Casper knew, just wasn’t possible.
There had to be digital evidence somewhere that would reveal Martyna’s movements after she left Persy’s apartment.
In the same way there should have been a digital footprint on Persy’s life before she came to work for Kingston Security?
Well…no, but that was because Persy was such a good hacker herself, she’d made sure there was nothing for Casper to find.
His thoughts were racing as he stared at the front of Mike’s workshop.
What if the reason they couldn’t find anything on Martyna’s movements, after she left Persy’s apartment, was because there really was nothing to find?
“Casper!”
He was barely able to lift his unbroken arm in time to curve it about Rachel’s waist and stop her from falling as she launched herself at him from several feet away. The outdoor coat she was wearing said she’d just arrived for work.
She held on to him tightly. “Mike called and told me what had happened. I came in straight away. Your poor car! I can’t believe this has happened to you again. You must be so upset. Who would want to do such a thing. It’s beyond belief—” She suddenly stiffened, sliding back down to the floor before stepping back. “I didn’t realize you were here too.”
Casper turned to see Persy had gotten out of the vehicle and had now joined them.
