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Jane and Duke went home and I called Eddie.
No answer.
I left a message. “Call me.”
When I flipped my phone shut, I worried that I should have said good-bye or offered something witty and amusing. Then I spent a while trying to think of witty and amusing things to say next time I had to leave a message for Eddie. Then I gave up because I wasn’t witty or amusing.
Indy and I closed the store and we were standing outside, locking the doors when something down the sidewalk caught Matt’s attention and he did the chin lift.
“Later,” he said, and that might have been the first thing he said all day. Then he took off.
“Lee’s boys aren’t fond of bodyguard duty. They’re action men,” Indy explained.
I nodded and saw Hank walk up to us.
Hank was the same height as Eddie, maybe taller by an inch. He had an athlete’s body, lean and muscled. He also had thick, dark-brown hair and whisky-colored eyes. Hank wasn’t a badass, bad boy. Hank was the to-die-for boy next door. Hank was every mother’s dream and every girl’s wet dream. And, I had the sneaking suspicion, Hank was my next bodyguard.
Indy greeted him and I stared at him.
“You got Jet Duty?” Indy asked.
Hank cut his eyes to me. “Yeah.”
He didn’t sound happy about it.
Indy laughed and looked at me. “Don’t take it personally. Last time Hank played bodyguard, I led him to a pot farm and it was on all three networks. Don’t ask, I’ll tell you later.” She gave me a hug and took off.
I stood there and looked up at him, feeling uncomfortable.
“What now?” I asked.
“Dinner,” he answered, took my arm and guided me down the sidewalk to a black Toyota 4Runner that was parked on the street. His head was up, his eyes alert.
“Um…where’s Eddie? I called him—”
“Eddie’s busy,” Hank replied, bleeping open the doors and walking into the street to escort me to the passenger side.
“Busy with what? The meeting with Marcus?”
He looked at me. “That’s later.”
“How much later?”
“A lot later,” he said.
He opened the door for me.
Guess that was all I was going to learn about Eddie’s plans for the evening.
I got in, he did too. He pulled out and started driving.
“I’m sorry you have to do this,” I told the windscreen, feeling weird. I’d been around Hank, a lot, but never alone. And anyway, Ally said he thought I was hot. What did I do with that?
“Everyone’s gotta eat dinner. Might as well do it with a pretty girl even if she is a friend’s woman.”
Yeesh.
The W-word.
