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His frustration was obvious as he got to his feet, pulling me up with him. I giggled as his strong hands wrapped around my biceps and hauled me to my feet as if I weighed nothing. I pressed my hands to his pecs and leaned into his body. If he noticed my desire to be close to him, he didn’t say anything.
“I meant, why were you strapped to a bomb?”
“Oh, well, that’s a good question. See, Simon needed the paperwork from my briefcase, but I didn’t have it on me.”
“Simon? Is that the guy that called us?”
“Called you? I’m confused.”
He growled under his breath, but come on…I just fell out a window. I needed a minute to catch up.
“I work for a security company. We were called in to protect a man with sensitive information. Was that Simon?”
I snorted at that. “That was most likely my boss. No, Simon was the one that put that bomb on me. He didn’t actually want to, but that’s the business, you know?”
6
ELI
That’s the business.
What the fuck was wrong with her? I thought at first that I misheard her, but no…I was pretty sure she said that right.
“Are you friends with Simon?”
I waited for her answer, my body tensing as I waited. A jealous rage swarmed through me as I watched her lips twitch. If she said yes, I was pretty sure I’d hunt him down and rip him to shreds for putting her in danger.
She cocked her head to the side and grinned. “Can you really be friends with someone you just met?” I opened my mouth to answer, but she rushed on. “Simon had the unfortunate task of retrieving the information from my boss, but when I didn’t have it, he had no choice but to strap a bomb to me. He didn’t want to, but that’s the job,” she shrugged.
“That’s the job?” I didn’t think I needed to ask if she was insane. I already knew the answer.
“Well, if it had been my boss, I’m sure he wouldn’t have minded so much. Simon is really very misunderstood. I don’t think he enjoys his work. I should really get ahold of him to try and get him to find another job, a more fulfilling one.”
I pinched the bridge of my nose, about to lose my shit. “You want to contact the man that nearly killed you to help him find more meaningful work?”
“Hey, everyone deserves a second chance.”
IKE walked over, jerking his thumb over his shoulder. “We have the client. We need to get going.”
I nodded, unsure of what to do with Lori. “You need to come with us.”
“Why?”
“Because you need to tell us what happened.”
“Oh, well, I could do that right now.”
“Lady—”
“It’s Sarah,” she interrupted.
I squinted at her in confusion. “You told me your name was Lori.”
“Well, yeah, but I had just met you. What if you were a psycho?”
“So, let me get this straight. You didn’t want to tell me your real name because I might be crazy, but you slept with me?”
“Like I said, it had been a very long time,” she said by way of explanation.
