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“Jabari wouldn’t—”
“No, you’re probably right. But he might. And even if he wasn’t involved, do you really want to involve him more than he has been already?” She stared up at him, but Zayn and I nodded too.
“It does kind of paint a target on his back to these nutters,” I told her.
She sighed and leaned back against me. “You’re right. I don’t want to put him in any danger. Can I have my phone back?”
West handed it over, and she pocketed it. “Now what?”
“See if Jasper calls you back,” West replied. “Zayn, will you get over to the estate? The police are back there today, and I just want someone there keeping an eye on things. Jack, you and I will head out and try to track down some of these suppliers, see if they’ll talk about who might have bought some metal discs. My lady, there’ll be perimeter guards on duty here, but are you okay with the three of us leaving?”
She shifted, looking slightly nervous, then smiled, her eyes moving to Wesley. “Of course, if Wesley doesn’t mind keeping me company?”
“Me? Well, um, no. Of course I don’t mind... but wouldn’t Jack or Zayn be better suited? As a guard, I mean?”
West leaned over and put his hand on Wesley’s shoulder. “They don’t know where we are, and they don’t know where she is. If they did, that bomb would have been planted here, not at her father’s estate. If there is a threat at any point, just shift. Remember what I’ve told you before, just give in to instinct, and your body will do the rest.”
Wesley swallowed and nodded. “Sure, okay, yeah, I’ll do that.”
Tory grinned, then her smile faded and she looked up at West. “What about...”
“Your parents are being taken care of by their own security,” he assured her, then held up a hand to cut her off as she went to protest. “And I have also ordered extras from our team to watch them. I told Dawson that they were keeping an eye out for potential stalker suspects, not implying his team can’t do their job.”
She nodded. “Good,” she said, and then she added a begrudging, “Thank you.” I hid a smile. When this was over, I was going to lock them in a room with a boxing ring and a bed and let them settle it however they felt inclined. Maybe with video cameras installed first... That was a battle I’d definitely enjoy watching. Restrained passion, denied love, and primal instinct all battling it out...
“Come on then, beautiful, hop off or I’ll never get anywhere.” I gave her a gentle push, hoping she would get off before she noticed my cock getting hard beneath her. She went to stand up, and I pushed again, this time engineering her rather ungraceful tumble into Wesley’s lap. “There you go, a perfect seat replacement.” I stood up and grinned at Wesley, who was clearly trying to work out where to put his hands.
“Shower first?” I asked West.
He rolled his eyes and glanced at his watch. “Ten minutes. I mean it.”
“Sure thing, boss,” I called over my shoulder as I headed to the bathroom.
“I’ll use the spare,” Zayn said, also getting up. I heard West huff in response and grinned. “What?” Zayn asked. “I worked up quite a sweat during our session last night, I need a shower.”
“You had a training session last night?” Wesley asked. “Wasn’t that a bit late?”
“Not exactly,” I heard Tory reply.
I paused at the door, waiting a few seconds until Wesley’s, “Oh... Oh!” rang out.
I shook my head, grinning, and headed into the bathroom. Maybe I should give the guy a few tips before we left. I mean, he was getting to spend the whole day alone with her. What else were they going to do stuck in here?
Seventeen
WESLEY
“So,I’mlookingforany references to the Golden Dawn and Victorian occult societies in London, especially ones that were purported to use ancient Egyptian magics?”
“Yes, that’s right. Or if they had any symbolism surrounding a snake.” I watched her as she bent over the book and smiled. Her dark hair had dried naturally, and it hung down, shielding her face with a mass of black curls. Underneath though, her soft white jumper had fallen low enough to display the soft brown swell of her breasts. I bit my lip, remembering the curve of those breasts in my hands and the taste of her nipple in my mouth. That brief taste of her had only fuelled my hunger for her, and I observed her hungrily now. If I were Jack, I’d make some funny quip that would make her laugh and then pull her in for a kiss. Hell, Zayn probably wouldn’t say anything. He’d just jump up, walk over, and—
“Wes? You okay?”
I blinked. Shit, she caught me staring. I was staring, and now she thought I was some kind of weird psycho. “Sorry, I just zoned out there for a moment. Concentrating, you know.”
She nodded. “So did you find anything?”
“Um, well, no. Not yet. Confirmation that the Golden Dawn only worshipped one Egyptian god, Aten, but we knew that already.”
