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Making Falcon believe she had, then running, would be enough to convince him to just go home and give up. She was certain of it.
She’d obviously forgotten how stubborn he could be. That was her bad. Now, she’d simply have to deal with it. And if she knew Falcon, she might just have enough time to get dressed.
Maybe.
She’d make certain to throw his little system into overdrive and just wear the nightie if she hadn’t glimpsed someone in the vehicle with him. God only knew who he was working with now, and flashing an unknown male wasn’t her favored sport.
At least, not this week.
Thankfully she knew how to be quick as well.
The short, casual white chiffon skirt and matching white cami tank were already laid out, along with strappy, flat thong sandals. She’d intended to pack and leave after she’d had her coffee and a piece of the crumb cake she’d made the night before for the drive home. It was a good thing she’d made a full pan rather than just a few muffin-sized ones.
Brushing her hair, she pulled it over her shoulder and quickly braided it. Maybe while he was arguing with her, Falcon would braid it for her. Her hair hadn’t been properly braided since she left Arlington, come to think of it. She hadn’t had a chance to get to her favorite hairdresser either. But Falcon had always found such pleasure in playing with her hair that she actually found it quite relaxing.
Damn, this was messing with her intended schedule. Her family was expecting her home soon. She was supposed to leave in a matter of hours if she wanted to get there tonight in time to get some sleep before Sunday breakfast.
She’d promised her sister Aunjenue she’d been there tonight as well. Evidently Auna was having problems with some guy and wanted to talk to Summer about it. Auna, love her heart, had far too many admirers.
Finishing the braid and tying it off, Summer checked the mirror quickly. No makeup was required, she didn’t believe. She was going for casual yet relaxed. She looked fine.
Good enough for a former partner and his current partner at least.
The thought of that current partner had her inhaling without regret, but still, a bit of bitter sweetness. She and Falcon had worked very well together. The few times he’d convinced his brother Raeg to join them, Raeg had actually put aside his animosity for her, and they’d functioned so well that when he’d left, she’d found herself missing him.
When Raeg wasn’t being a prick, when he wasn’t trying to make her feel like she wasn’t only helpless, but just shy of an actual IQ quotient, then she’d been fascinated by him. He was quick, as intelligent as Falcon and just as instinctive on a mission. He could look at the operational plan, pick its flaws apart, and by time he and Falcon finished yelling out the strengths and weaknesses of each move, it was flawless.
Senator’s chief of staff indeed. She suspected he did far more for Davis Allen than any chief of staff had ever been wrangled into. She remembered her godfather nearly having a melt-down when Raeg had mentioned resigning the year before and perhaps doing something else. He hadn’t just gotten a handsome pay raise as incentive to stay, but several exceptional perks as well.
And when he and his half brother, Falcon, were together, it was like finally getting a glimpse of the heart and soul of both men. Apart, they simply lacked something that came together whenever they worked side by side.
They were an interesting combination. Unfortunately, she’d only had a chance to work with them together a few times. Once Raeg returned to his duties with the senator, the prick came back in full strength and it was like trying to get along with a rabid wolf.
A roughly handsome, sexy-as-hell, but still entirely rabid wolf.
Smiling at the analogy she left the bedroom and swept through the beach house. The wide hallway, open living room, dining and kitchen areas had seaside views, full-length windows, and a multitude of French doors left open, long white sheers fluttering in the sweet breeze drifting through the house.
She could have actually stayed a few more days before heading to her hometown, just to be certain she wasn’t being followed. There was an odd certainty she might be, but once she’d glimpsed the Suburban Falcon used for long-distance trips, she had a pretty good idea who was shadowing her.
He just wasn’t giving up …
Sweet Jesus.
And here she thought she was one of his favorite little Southern girls.
If that were the case, Falcon wouldn’t be standing in the kitchen as she stepped from the bedroom with the one partner guaranteed to give her a headache. Because if she wasn’t on the mission with them, then she was still public enemy number one.
This wasn’t a mission, which meant Raeg was going to make her completely insane. And no doubt, the second his lips opened …
“And here Falcon blubbered into his beer for hours over the mutilated hair,” Raeg snorted, leaning lazily against the white wood and marble counter, a smirk tilting his lips as his gaze went over her. “I even felt sorry for him.”
From the corner of her eye she watched Falcon shoot his brother a hard glare. A warning. Which wasn’t exactly unheard of between the two of them.
“I see he survived it.” She lifted a brow as she shot Falcon a grin. “None the worse for wear, right?”
Falcon merely snorted. She’d one-upped him, he wouldn’t be angry over it, but she’d never get away with it again.
Damn, there were days she was certain she just might love Falcon far more than she suspected. He hid his powerful, stubborn will with an easy charm that even managed to keep her at ease, and had a habit of charming her out of any anger she might feel far too quickly. Wicked and sensual and filled with teasing warmth, she’d missed him more than she wanted to admit.
