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No way. Jason was barely four years old. He didn’t know anything about the convoluted emotions of adults. As if she did.
Kelly shrugged and moved toward Trey, who definitely appeared confused.
“Sorry,” he told her. “Jason was so thrilled to come see you, I didn’t expect him to park himself in front of the tube.”
Kelly nodded, immediately suspicious. Had father and son cooked up a scheme so she and Trey could be alone? But why would they? If Trey wanted to be alone with her, the man would have no problem making that happen.
“Maybe he’s exhausted from all the excitement,” she said.
“Maybe,” Trey said.
“Did he get a nap today?”
“No. Now that he’s down, he’ll likely conk out in few minutes.”
Kelly nodded and shut the door, muffling the sound of the manic cartoon characters. “Are you sure you don’t want something to drink?” she asked on the way to the sofa.
“I’m fine,” Trey said. He waited for her to sit first. She did, and he sat beside her. Too close.
“How long have you lived here?” he asked.
“Not quite a year.”
“I didn’t see any sort of alarm system on your front door.”
“Because there isn’t one.”
“The Protection Alliance informed me there are problems with the security on this building.”
“It could definitely be better,” she agreed. “Ballard was furious because the cameras on the parking lot weren’t working the day my car was bombed, which meant he got no video of Adam.”
“Are there any new leads on my son’s kidnapper?”
“I wish,” Kelly said.
Trey placed his arm on the sofa behind her. “That’s all the more reason for you to have an alarm.”
“The feds think he’s left the area.”
“What do you think?”
“I’m not so sure. I visited the rehab center where he and Maria met to try and stir something up, but no luck.”
Trey’s mouth curled into one of his sexy grins. “Congratulations. So you’re back on patrol?”
“No. In fact, I’ve been suspended,” Kelly said. “The visit was made on my own time.”
“Suspended?” Trey’s smile faded. “What happened?”
“Politics. The IA detective disagreed with my lieutenant’s decision to let me go on the FBI op.”
“I’m sorry.” Trey shook his head. “I hoped the press release would help.”
Kelly looked away when he mentioned the press release. So he did know about it. She’d been harboring the faint hope that his father had engineered the statement and had kept Trey in the dark.
But no.
She’d found a copy online and had memorized the important section: “The family is grateful to Officer Kelly Jenkins for her aid in rescuing Jason Wentworth, but rumors of a relationship between the officer and Trey Wentworth are completely unfounded and harmful to the child’s recovery.”
Harmful to the child’s recovery. Did Trey now believe she was hurting his son? If so, why did they come?
“Hey,” Trey said softly. “What’s wrong?”
She sighed. As if her suspension wasn’t enough. “I guess I’m wondering how the press release was supposed to help me.”
“It got rid of the paparazzi, didn’t it?”
She nodded, but doubted the original intention behind the statement had been to help her. It had all been for the benefit of the Wentworth image, denying any connection between Trey and a rookie cop from the seedy side of town. He apparently had no clue how foolish the blunt denial had made her feel.
Because it had never occurred to him that she’d developed feelings for him. She ought to be grateful for that.
“How long will you be suspended?” he asked.
“I don’t know. These things take time.”
“None of this would have happened if you hadn’t helped Jason,” Trey said in a tight voice.
“It’s not your fault,” she said. Time to change the subject. “How are the plans for your tennis clinic coming?”
He hesitated, but said, “Everything is falling into place nicely. You should come to the opening day. It was your idea, after all.”
