Vex’s gray eyes drift over Angel with unmistakable interest. He’s about six-two with short brown hair. He looks like he could bench press Angel.
She slips both hands behind her back and smirks.
“And I’m Abe,” he says, halting next to Vex. His green eyes move over Angel, too.
He looks about an inch shorter than Vex. His medium jet-black hair is slicked back perfectly.
Hmm, so my bodyguard has two handsome admirers.
“Why are you two here?” I ask.
“We are your security detail today,” Vex replies.
“I have my own security team,” I say.
Abe shrugs. “Sorry, Ms. Cichello. Nico prefers his men protecting you today.”
His gaze flicks toward Angel. “Your team might let you slip out the back door and never come back.”
Did he hear our conversation?
I cross my arms.
“Angel and Bets are staying with me. If your boss has a problem with that, he can tell me himself.”
Angel catches my eye.
Her lips barely move. Sorry.
I suppress a smile.
“Angel, I’ll be ready in twenty-five minutes.”
She nods. “I’ll make sure your breakfast is sent up.”
“Thank you.”
Vex and Abe step aside, letting Angel leave first before quietly pulling the bedroom door shut behind them.
The second the door clicks shut, curiosity gets the better of me.
I hurry across the room and press my ear against the door.
“Angel,” Vex calls, “you don’t have to run off so fast.”
“I have work to do.”
Her voice sounds far less confident than usual.
Abe chuckles. “Once we get to the island, we’re hoping for round two.”
My brows shoot up.
Round two?
“I’m barely functioning after last night,” Angel admits. “My job is demanding enough without the two of you wearing me out again.”
Vex laughs.
