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Teagan couldn’t bring herself to look at him anymore, so she jammed the plant into a bigger pot and filled in the area around it with fresh substrate. She nodded.
“What else did he say?” he asked.
“He told me to give the boyfriend a call and have him help me look through my apartment tonight.”
She heard Jaxon suck in a breath. He was silent for a long moment while she placed the newly repotted plant to her right.
Chapter Eight
“Brittany thinks he’s bluffing,” she continued.
“Because she’s such an expert on Eric McKinnon, is she?” he laughed bitterly.
“No, but is there any reason he would suspect it’s you helping me?” she asked.
“Did he see you at my apartment?”
“Not that I know of,” he replied.
“Would you know, though?” she asked.
She heard him shrug, the leather on his jacket creaking slightly. “I honestly don’t know. I’ve seen him hold on to information for years before he used it. I’ve also seen him never use the information before, so there would be no way of knowing what Eric knows.” He exhaled, sounding very much like he’d just given up.
“Maybe it would help if you told me what you did, Jaxon…” She was being vague, but he knew the ‘what’ to which she was referring.
“You don’t need to know what I did,” he replied.
“I have to disagree with you-”
“What I did was illegal and it would be better for you if you didn’t know,” he said simply.
She rounded on him, her blue eyes catching his gray ones for the first time since he’d followed her back here. “Illegal? The fuck?”
He smirked. “You needed help.”
“So, you broke the law?”
“Had to. To deal with Eric, and truly, I thought little about it until I’d already done it, so don’t add more points in my column just yet. I wasn’t being noble. Far from it. I didn’t have a plan, I just… acted.”
“How resourceful of you.”
“You have no idea.”
“Not my fault, that.”
“Teagan. Drop it. I promise it’d be better if you didn’t know.”
“Well, I guess it doesn’t matter if he already knows you’re helping me, anyway.”
“Ehhh…” he muttered something under his breath that she couldn’t quite understand.
“What was that?” she asked, a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth as she went back to repotting Flamingo Lilies.
“I said,Brittany might be right,” he said a bit more loudly. “Eric could be bluffing. He’s good at it. He likely deduced from your little ‘we’ slip-up thatsomeonewas helping you. It could be anyone. So, he probably just used the term that would cause the biggest reaction to see what he could learn from that.”
“I didn’t react. Just stared at him.”
“Then he probably didn’t find anything else out from you. Nothing to worry about.”
