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“Let me guess. Janey?” Natches flicked the phone a brooding look.
“Her computer’s messed up. ” He shoved the phone back into its holster before gripping the duffel bag and moving to the door. “I promised her I’d come look at it. ”
“Is she going to keep your seat warm for you?” Natches mocked angrily. “Moron. ”
“Asshole,” Alex growled back at him, though he couldn’t help the grin that tugged at his lips. “I hope that kid of yours is a girl. ”
Natches stopped on the sidewalk. A full, hard stop as Alex turned back to see his pale features.
“Take that back,” he seemed to wheeze.
“What?”
“The D word,” Natches bit out. “Take it back, Alex. You little bastard, don’t make me kill you. ”
Alex laughed. “Scared, Natches?”
“Shaking in my fucking boots,” Natches whispered, slowly moving again, heading for his motorcycle.
“Oh Lord, I’m shaking in my fucking boots. ”
“I swear, Janey, I think either your computer has been hacked or someone managed to get into it. ”
Rogue stepped back from the desk, a cup of coffee in hand as Janey disconnected the call with Alex.
She looked at the security system next to the door of the office thoughtfully. She knew Alex had tweaked the security, said it would be harder to bypass now. Someone had gotten into her apartment easily enough; it would be entirely possible that the stalker had gotten into her office.
“This is going to turn into a headache. ” She sighed as Rogue brought her coffee over to the seating area
and lounged back in the very same chair Alex had taken her in the night before.
She was so glad she had thought to use cleaner on the leather furniture. She could just imagine her horror if Natches had sat in it before she cleaned it. Oh Lord. Her head was a mess. Alex had messed her up bad last night and she wasn’t recovering very well.
“I can see you’re enjoying cohabitation with the luscious soldier you’re hiding upstairs. ” Rogue grinned, glancing at her neck. “You did a good job masking it. Almost. ”
Janey rested her elbows on her knees and pushed her fingers through her hair in irritation. “Thanks, Rogue,” she muttered.
“Come on, Janey. It’s cute. ” She laughed. “But I hear his is even better. A real branding. ”
Janey groaned. “Stop. He’s on his way over here. He’ll know we’ve been talking about him if you keep this up. ”
“He reads minds?” Rogue’s brow arched.
“Probably. ” She restrained a shiver. Last night, he’d sure read hers. He’d taken what she’d given him and built on it until it blew her mind. Now here she was, a mindless waste without a hope of repairing the damage before he walked through the door.
“Gossips are going crazy, my friend,” Rogue drawled. “No one’s figured out who’s doing you yet. It’s killing them. ”
“The gossips are always going crazy over something. ” Janey shook her head and stared back at Rogue.
Long red gold curls seethed from the crown of her head and flowed down her back. Dressed in jeans, boots, and a long-sleeved T-shirt, she looked like a wild, untamed pixie.
“Yeah, but this gossip is getting weird. ” Rogue shook her head in confusion. “I’d have expected that little manager of yours, Hoyt, to be accused of it, but no one breathes his name. ”
“Hoyt?” she gasped. “Hoyt’s a sweetheart. Everyone loves him. Besides, he’s too young for me. ”
“He’s your age, Janey. ” Rogue laughed. “You’re just too fixated on that whole older-man thing. ”
No, she was fixated on Alex. That was her problem.
