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“Thank you. Tell me a little about yourself, Mr. Jameson,” she said.
“I grew up here in California. My mom is a snow leopard, and my dad is a tiger,” Boone said. “I served in the military, which is where I met Cooper. When I left the service, I joined Cooper at his security firm.”
There was a knock on the door before it opened, and Frederick entered, pushing a silver cart that held a teapot, two cups, and a plate of pastries. He parked it in front of the sofa and, wearing white gloves, poured tea into two china cups. He added a cube of sugar and a splash of milk to one and stirred it carefully before handing it to Abena.
“Milk or sugar, Mr. Jameson?” he asked.
“Just milk, please,” Boone said.
Frederick added the milk and handed him the cup.
“Thank you, Frederick,” Abena said.
“You’re welcome, ma’am.” He left the library, closing the door softly behind him.
“Do you have any siblings?” Abena asked before sipping at her tea.
“Only child,” Boone said.
“Are you close to your parents?”
“Yes, and no. They moved to Ireland about ten years ago, and while we chat a lot through text and video, I don’t see them in person very often.” Boone took a sip of tea.
She studied his left hand and his bare ring finger. “So, you’re alone in the city then?”
“My grandmother lives in the city. She’s currently staying with me as she’s broken her hip.”
“I’m sorry to hear that,” Abena said. “How is she healing?”
“She’s eighty-four, so the healing is slow, but that’s to be expected. I hired a nurse to help her during the day when I’m at work, and Hedra has been very helpful.”
“Good. So, Mr. Brooks mentioned that your firm has worked with people in my line of work before,” Abena said.
“Yes. We worked with the Shepherd family,” Boone said.
“Beverly Shepherd is the one who recommended you. Unfortunately, I’m afraid the job with me won’t be nearly as exciting,” Abena said. “My healing abilities are fading, and I find myself quite nervous when out in public now. The paparazzi are not respectful of my personal space. And fans can be,” she paused, “enthusiastic about meeting me.”
“Your safety will be my number one priority,” Boone said.
“I appreciate that,” she said. “And while I don’t want to be difficult, I also need to be clear that I want fans to be able to approach me and not be hurt in any way.”
“I understand,” Boone said.
“Do you?” She studied him, her dark brown eyes sharp and clear. “My employees remaining calm in difficult situations is a must with me. We will be photographed and recorded whenever we are out in public. My career can be destroyed by something as simple as the release of a video with me or one of my employees losing their temper.”
“It takes a lot to rile up my tiger and me,” Boone said. “It’s why Cooper assigned me to work with you, Ms. Nkosi. I have an easygoing nature and understand the importance of composure when dealing with your fans.”
She studied him for a few seconds before nodding. “I appreciate that, Mr. Jameson. I have lunch plans tomorrow at the Glasshouse with my agent. I’ll be leaving the house at eleven thirty sharp.”
“I’ll be here,” he said.
There was another knock on the door before it opened. “Abena, have you seen the latest gossip on - oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt.”
Boone stood and stared at the pretty leopard shifter standing in the doorway. His stomach twisted, and his tiger made a startled yowl before retreating. He set his cup on the cart, hoping his shaking hand wasn’t that noticeable.
Abena smiled at the leopard shifter as she stood gracefully. “It’s fine, Camilla. I just finished meeting with Mr. Jameson from the security firm.”
She turned to Boone. “Mr. Jameson, this is my assistant, Camilla Crane. Camilla, this is -”
