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He nervously licked his lips, and my eyes locked on his mouth.
I quickly glanced up, and that wasn’t any better. His deep brown eyes were so serious and framed by long blond eyelashes. This close, I finally noticed the dark circles under his eyes, and that unsettled feeling I had all week was confirmed.
“Here.” Iain tapped on his phone and shoved it at me. “Look.”
I took hold of his cell and glanced at the text messages.
Unknown number: I miss you
I saw you today, but you didn’t wave to me
Your last concert was so good. I was standing right in front of you. But you ignored me.
Why are you with so many men? Am I not enough for you?
I kept scrolling. There must have been twenty or so messages. Fear and anger slammed into me, and all my protective instincts went into overdrive.
“How long has this been going on?” I calmly asked, even though I felt anything but.
My hand gripped his phone so hard I was in danger of cracking it in two.
“Just over a month.”
“Around the break-in?”
Iain nodded.
“Brodie knew something was bothering me last week at the concert. I promised him I would tell you.”
“And you thought, what? ‘I’ve got some stalker after me, so I’ll wait another few days to tell my security lead?’”
Every word that came out of my mouth was louder than the next. Heads turned, but I ignored everyone but the man sitting beside me.
“We don’t know for sure it’s a stalker. And I knew what would happen, all right? I need my phone. You can’t cut me off from the world entirely.”
“This needs to be investigated. We’ll get you a new phone as soon as we land in France. Of course, it would have been easier if you’d told me before we were on a plane headed overseas,” I bit out. “I’ll let you keep this one until we get your replacement. But don’t erase any messages. I want to keep tracking them.”
“I deleted and blocked the first few that came in. But not in the past two weeks.”
“Could it be an ex?”
“I don’t date. No romantic relationships.”
“Never?”
Iain shook his head.
“Someone you rejected?”
Iain rolled his eyes. “That’s a long list.”
Yeah, and that was a dumb question. There were probably hundreds of men he’d had to turn away. There were only so many hours in a day.
I picked up my phone and typed an urgent message to Regan. We’d need to revise our security protocols.
“I’m sure it’s just some weirdo who will stop once they realize I’m not responding,” Iain reasoned.
I glanced over and sighed. “Regan and I will be the judge of that.”
