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“I just realized what I’m about to ask may get him in trouble.” She shrugged. “You wouldn’t happen to have seen my brother? He didn’t come back to Lincoln’s place last night. Annnd now if you don’t know, I’ve just helped him screw things up with you.”
She smacked herself in the forehead.
“Is he staying at your brother’s?” Miss Adeline asked innocently. She knew how to make someone squirm and get info at once.
“Yeah. Just while—actually I don’t know how long. But he has his own place,” she said quickly. “This was a bad idea, wasn’t it?”
“He’s—”
“Where does he live?” Miss Adeline cut me off like a champ before I could put Beau out of her misery.
She shifted on her feet. “Well, I . . . he just moved and I haven’t been by yet.” Her words poured out in a rush.
Miss Adeline lifted a brow.
“But I think it’s close by here.” Beau didn’t seem the type to easily cave.
But her odd behavior, not that I had more than a few hours of being around her to compare it to, raised my suspicions.
Why was she being so weird about Teague?
“I don’t think he’s ever mentioned it.” Miss Adeline knew damn well he hadn’t.
“He’s pretty private.” Beau hefted her purse on her shoulder. “Sorry to have bothered you.” She looked at me. “Don’t hold it against him. He probably stayed at the fire station. I honestly can’t remember the last time he mentioned a girl.”
“What’s going on?” I asked.
She sagged against the wall. “I’m just worried about him. A lot’s happened lately and when he wasn’t up for breakfast and didn’t answer his phone, my mind automatically went into overdrive.”
Teague was lucky to have people around him who cared. He had family and friends and brothers at the fire station. Did he realize how fortunate he was?
Beau straightened. “I should’ve called you instead of barging in, but when he wasn’t next door, I got really worried. I’ll get out of your hair.” She started for the exit.
“Next door?” My question stopped her.
I tried to think of what was on either side of us. The shop on one side had closed not that long ago. And on the other—
She appeared like she’d said too much and wished she could zip her lip. Instead she pointed to her left.
“His loft is right there.”
Chapter Thirty-Seven
Teague
“Beau?”
I hesitated at the top of the stairs when I found my sister at the bottom of them.
“You’re fine. I’m going to go.” She motioned toward the front door with her thumb.
“Why wouldn’t I be fine?”
“No reason. I better jet.”
I scowled. My sister was talking too fast.
“Beau.” I exaggerated her name in warning.
