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The stare she leveled back at him was suspicious, chilling in its complete lack of emotion.
“So you were ordered to watch me?” he asked her.
“No, I was ordered to follow your girlfriend. ” Her own smile was nothing short of relish. “I didn’t ask why. ”
Bullshit.
Dawg stared back at her, his gaze narrowed, his body prepared. Somehow, Cranston had focused on Crista. This wouldn’t be a good thing.
“Have fun keeping up with us,” he told her then, returning the smile with interest. “I’d make sure I wasn’t easily shocked, though. After we leave here, we’re heading into the mountains. I have a blanket in the truck, and we’re stopping for a light little picnic lunch that my favorite restaurant is currently putting together for us.
Then, since it is private property, I thought I might introduce my girlfriend to a little fresh-air lovin’.
Now, I don’t mind a little exhibitionism every now and then, but you should be prepared. It could get rather hard-core. ”
He watched her face flush. The hardened agent could kill a man without a thought, but the subject of sex seemed to make her jumpy as hell.
“I’m sure I’ll survive,” she gritted out.
Dawg nodded slowly and smiled again. “I’m sure you will, sugar. Just to be on the safe side though, I think I’ll have Natches go with us and sit with you for awhile. Some things just shouldn’t be done alone, ya know? And Natches, he makes damned good company in such situations. ”
Her gaze flickered over to Natches and Rowdy as Dawg turned as well. Natches grinned slow and easy. He might not know what the hell they were talking about, but even from there, Natches would have seen the hard flush on Greta’s face.
“You sic that perverted bastard in my direction, and I’ll shoot him,” Greta warned him then.
Dawg shrugged. “He’ll survive. You’re not allowed to kill him, and a little bloodshed between friends…” He smiled again. “Could get interesting. ” He straightened and dropped the smile. “You talk to Cranston, tell him I’m waiting to hear from him, sugar. Soon. ”
He didn’t give her time to reply, but he was guessing she was on her cell phone even as he strode back to where Rowdy and Natches were waiting on the sidewalk in front of his truck.
“She’s watching Crista,” he told Natches softly as Rowdy listened in interest.
“Bad news. ” Natches grimaced as he
lowered his head as though to check the tips of his cowboy boots.
“How long does this female stuff take, anyway?” Dawg glanced at the doors to the spa, knowing damned good and well he wasn’t waiting inside the building for Crista to finish. No way, nohow; all that estrogen could be fatal.
“Wax, trim, and style,” Rowdy mused. “You’re looking at three hours. ”
Dawg leaned against the truck. “You two can just stand here and wait it out with me,” he decided.
Natches grunted. “I had things to do, Dawg. ”
“Get over it. God only knows what Cranston has up his sleeve, and I’m not standing outside this place by myself. ”
“Hell. I’m getting the shit jobs and none of the pleasure,” Natches cursed. “This growing-up crap you two seem so intent on is starting to piss me off. I think I’ll go talk to Agent Dane for a while instead.
She’s always good for a smirk or two, if nothing else. ”
Casting Rowdy and Dawg both an irate look, Natches ambled from his slouch against the hood of the truck and headed for Agent Dane’s vehicle.
The agent in question lit up again as she watched Natches warily.
“Do you think he’s really pissed?” Rowdy drawled as Natches neared the woman’s car.
“With Natches, who the hell knows anymore. ” Dawg shook his head wearily. “That boy didn’t come out of Afghanistan easy. He was going to stay with the bum shoulder despite his CO’s advice until the Marines booted his ass out. ”
Natches, already an excellent shot when he went into the Marines and an instinctive hunter, had been quickly inducted into training as a sniper/assassin. Dawg suspected his cousin had more kills to his record than he was admitting to, and secrets that only Dawg could guess at.
