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“But because of who you are, I think we need to be proactive,” Darren said. “I recommend we look into her life and background.”
“I’m listening,” Jack said, but he knew she’d undergone a lot of checks to get her job.
“You need a private detective. It’s going to cost, but I have a contact you can reach out to. They’ll dig into her life, her activities, and who she’s been in contact with, so we’re armed in case she is looking for something more than you acknowledging the baby.”
He wondered if that was really necessary.
“First, let’s get proof of pregnancy and advise her we want the test done in about four weeks,” Jack said, passing on Cindy’s details to him.
“I’ll send you Black Hawke Security details. It’s over to you if you contact them, but with your profile, Jack, I highly recommend you do. Information is power.”
Wasn’t that the truth.
When he’d got off the phone, Amelia had messaged him, and, like her, he’d dropped off to sleep not long after ending their call.
Now, he just wanted to forget all of that and spend the day with her in Philly, soaking up the Christmas buzz in the air.
“Ready?” Amelia said, and he turned.
Wow!
She was breathtaking in a pair of figure-hugging blue jeans, a white cashmere cowl neck sweater, and black boots. She slipped on a black leather jacket and lifted a white handbag off the table, sliding it onto her forearm.
She smiled at him, those bright red lips—her signature look—making his cock thicken.
“Are you just going to stare at me?”
“Yes. You’re fucking beautiful,” Jack said, taking slow, predatory steps towards her, dropping his mug on a table as he went. “We’re going to get spotted by the media if we aren’t careful.”
“I’m one step ahead of you, senator.” Amelia pulled an animal print scarf out of her bag and, in seconds, had it twisted around her head, looking all kinds of Jacqui Onassis as she added a pair of oversized sunglasses.
He laughed and tugged a black ball cap out of his jeans pocket and pulled it on. “I see you’ve done this before.”
“You know who my cousins are, right?”
“I do,” He grinned, guiding her to the door and noting that Daniel was her cousin, not a brother. Just as he’d assumed. “They have quite the reputation.”
“Did. They are good boys now.”
Jack shot her a smirk.
“What?” she said, jutting out her hip.
“I love how your mind went straight into the gutter, Ms. Dufort. How did you know I wasn’t talking about business?”
“Shut up.” She snapped playfully.
Jack laughed as they climbed into his car; Abe shot him a smile.
“Where to, Senator Rutherford?” his driver asked as Abe got in the front.
“Macy’s. The home of Christmas,” Jack replied, moving Amelia along the seat so she got closer to him.
She grinned up at him.
“Excellent. I love spending other people’s money,” Amelia said. “What are we buying?”
“Toys for Satan’s littlest helpers.”
