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If she were involved with that case, maybe she’d been bogged down with paperwork.
Or maybe she was with a lover. She wasn’t married, but maybe the background report hadn’t picked up a casual boyfriend. A boyfriend who might be jealous of time spent with him. Or maybe she’d hooked up with someone new tonight. He had no hold on her.
Jason, already agitated by his session with a new doctor, had cried himself to sleep tonight. He hadn’t wanted to go to bed a second night without seeing his mommy.
Damn her. Yeah, she had a right to be angry because of his father’s arrogant behavior, but Jason was the one paying the price.
At the sound of quick steps across the marble foyer, Trey closed his eyes, relief flooding him. She was back. She’d never summoned Hans for transportation, but she’d made it home.
By the time he got to the foyer, she was halfway up the staircase, moving fast. She wore tight black jeans, a bright red blouse and carried a duffel bag, likely containing her uniform and gun belt.
So she’d changed. Where had she done that? And why?
Trey followed her up the steps. He intended to talk to her before she disappeared inside her room. There was a lot left unsaid between them, and he intended to get it out there right now.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
KELLY EASED OPEN the door to Jason’s bedroom and peeked inside. Focusing through the dark on the little dude’s bed, she saw Jason breathing regularly, and the knot in her belly eased.
Of course the kid was fine. He was surrounded by an army. What had she been so worried about?
She closed the door, turned and bumped into the solid chest of Trey Wentworth, the collision knocking her off balance. He grabbed her upper arms so she wouldn’t tumble.
“Trey,” she blurted. She glared at him, her heart banging like a drum.
“Keep your voice down,” he said. He picked up her duffel and pulled her down the hallway, away from Jason’s room. Toward his.
“You’ll wake up Jase.”
Why wasn’t Trey in bed? She’d deliberately stayed out late enough to make sure he’d be asleep. She blinked at his five o’clock shadow. God, but that dark stubble made him even hotter. And a little dangerous. She swallowed. His shirt was open, and she could see a dusting of dark hair on his chest. With a jolt she realized he wore a bathing suit, the type competitive swimmers wore that left nothing to the imagination. She swallowed hard.
At Moe’s and Joe’s tonight, she’d tried to convince herself and her squad that everyone exaggerated Trey’s sultry good looks. Trice and Lana had laughed at her lame attempts to bring him down to ungod-like status.
Trey folded his arms. “Where have you been?”
Well, my goodness. The billionaire sounded unhappy. Too damn bad. She was a big girl. She could do what she wanted, and she’d definitely wanted to avoid him and his obnoxious father tonight.
“My squad was celebrating,” Kelly explained. “We took down some bad guys today.”
“You didn’t call Hans. How did you get here from the ferry landing?”
“One of the guards brought me in his golf cart.” She shrugged. “Professional courtesy, I guess.”
His lips tightened. “Jason missed you at bedtime.”
“I’m sorry about that.” She raised her gaze to his. “Did you miss me?”
A flash of something sharpened the intensity of his gaze. Some emotion she didn’t want to think about. She looked away. Why had she asked that?
“You’ve been drinking,” he said.
“It was a celebration,” she said, meeting his gaze again. She’d had only one drink and didn’t need to explain herself. “How many have you had tonight?”
He raked a hand through his thick dark hair. Kelly followed the movement with interest. She’d like to run her fingers through that glorious mess of hair. It looked soft, unlike the stubble on his chin. “God, listen to me,” he said, sounding disgusted. “I sound like your father.”
She giggled at the thought. “My father?”
He stepped closer. “What’s so funny?”
“I never knew my father.”
“Lucky you,” he said softly.
“Maybe.” Unsure exactly what they were talking about, she allowed her gaze to travel the length of his body to that thin strip of nylon that passed for a bathing suit.
