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He nods. “Perfect. Do you need anything else?”
“No,” I say, shaking my head, and I move to leave. But then he stands, and I can see coffee stains covering the dark blue fitted pants. He’s very busy. “Do you need any help with anything?”
“Where’s Phoebe?” he asks, his voice more of a growl than human.
“Asleep in her crib.” I lift the baby monitor at him, giving it a little shake, but rather than satisfying him, he frowns.
“What is that?”
“A baby monitor. There’s one in her room, so if she gets unsettled, I’ll hear her and go back,” I say, and his eyes widen. “What do you guys do?”
He rubs the back of his neck, giving me a sheepish smile. “We leave a door open. If even the window in her room was cracked open, I’d likely hear her from town.”
My eyes widen. I don’t know where the town is from here, but even in the garden, I’d likely struggle to hear her. Phoebe’s hearing is going to be that powerful? Holy fuck.
“That’s amazing. I’d kill—” I’m cut off when Alex’s phone buzzes, and I stay silent as he fishes his phone from the desk. He groans when he reads the message, his shoulders tensing even further. I creep into the room. “What’s wrong?”
“Just a problem with a client,” Alex says wearily. He rubs his eyes and sits back down at his desk. “Can you do me a favour?”
“Potentially.”
That elicits a grin from him. “I was going to swap out with Seb soon, so that you and Phoebe wouldn’t be home alone, but I’ve now got to go into a meeting to help fix this, so I can’t swap with him.”
“What is this? What do you do?” I ask, moving forward to sit on the sofa. It’s not right near his desk, but I make myself comfortable there anyway. His nostrils flare, and his hazel eyes light up. But then a shocked expression crosses his face, and he groans.
“Oh, fuck.” He lets out a shallow laugh. “We’ve really not made time to get to know each other, have we?”
“No. With everything we’re adjusting to, it clearly hasn’t been much of a priority,” I murmur. I shrug, grinning at him. “Maia Blake, twenty-four. I’m an angel investor. Technically.”
“Technically?” Alex’s brows are close to his forehead as he watches me.
“I mean, it’s my parents’ money, and I’ve got a team and such who handles most of the in-person meetings. I just… share things around when I can,” I say with a shrug.
“So that’s how you use your degree,” he says, and I nod. “Have you invested in many businesses?”
“Why? Are you curious if I could loan you some money?” I tease, waggling my brows.
Alex rolls his eyes, but his quirked lips betray his amusement. “No. Although, if I don’t fix things with this client, we might come begging.” I narrow my eyes, and he winks. “Alexander Wolfe, twenty-seven. CEO of Wolfe Security.”
“Oh, what is that? Cyber-security?”
He shakes his head. “Personal security. Our company works in private protection for some big names. Aaron and Brad, two of Iris’s mates, are professional footballers, as I mentioned, and because of that, they’re in the human limelight a lot. When they went public with their relationship, Iris received some death threats. It increased until she was attacked one night—by other wolves.”
“Holy fuck,” I whisper.
“It wasn’t pretty. We took the case on and identified who did it, and since then, Aaron and Brad work with us for their security. Most of it is menial, just organising a bodyguard for personal appearances and liaising with their manager when it comes to any travelling. But once we worked with them, word spread, and we’re now doing really well for ourselves.”
“That’s amazing.”
He grins. “Thank you. I do most of the day-to-day running of it, but we’re all involved in some capacity.”
“We as in Seb, Christopher, and Ben, or your entire family?”
“The four of us. Seb’s one of the best trackers in the world, and Ben is a genius with computers. Christopher has handled a lot of the politics and the financial side with me, but he’s the most hands off, since, soon enough, the pack will be his priority.”
“That’s fair,” I say with a nod. “And he’s happy with that?”
“I’m not sure if Christopher knows how to be happy,” Alex says, pursing his lips. “He’s got a lot of responsibility on his shoulders, and he takes on more, but he’s content.”
