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“Yeah? And then what’s to stop him from releasing those pictures when his big reveal doesn’t have the effect he wants? He said he’d forget about them. Not that he’d turn them over.”
Jaxon sighed heavily. “Fuck, you’re right. We need something else,” he pondered. He couldn’t think of anything Eric had ever inadvertently revealed over the years that could be useful.
“Well, I do have his mobile,” Teagan mused.
“His what?”
“His mobile,” she replied. “Remember? I said I knocked it out of his hand? Well, I kicked it under the dumpster behind Barclay’s. That’s why he grabbed me. Because I kicked it so far back, he couldn’t reach it.
“Teagan… you shouldn’t taunt the bear.”
“He’s not a bear,” she said with a scoff.
“Still, you shouldn’t taunt the weasel, either.”
“Well, it’s a good thing I taunted him because he tried to grab me, and then Britt came out and he let go. And then he left his mobile there under the dumpster. Told me he had the hard copies and ran off because, like the pompous little shit he is, he came up to frighten me by himself.”
“But he’s surely wiped it by now.”
“You would think so, but Britt popped out the SIM chip the second he left. So he didn’t have time to do anything. The only problem is… it’s locked and we don’t know the pass code.”
“Who’s we?”
“Shea?” she said, raising her eyebrows. “I had to talk to someone earlier, and she was the only one here. I told her everything. She knows everything now. Everything.”
He shrugged. “Honestly, if we’re having anyone else in the know, I’d rather it be Shea.”
She tilted her head, her brow knitting. “Jaxon… we have to come clean to everyone.”
“Not just yet, we don’t,” he said. “Let’s take care of this first, okay?”
Chapter Thirty-One
She nodded, and he reached for her hand, pulling her up into his embrace. God, she fit so well right against him. Why hadn’t he tried this before? Before they started faking a relationship? Why hadn’t he realized? It was so obvious this was where he belonged. He’d spent so long trying to find a spot just for himself, and he’d caused all this shit when he’d fit here all along.
He sighed, his hand moving up her back, fingers splayed.
“We should go on out there,” she began, but he shook his head.
“Let’s just stay here,” he murmured, thrilling a little when she squeezed him.
“We could… but we have guests.”
She was right. Of course, she was right.
“Guests who need to know what the fuck’s happening, I guess.”
“Noteverything,” she reiterated his former statement. “But some things, yes.”
“I wanted to eat,” he lamented. “But I can tell this is going to turn into a strategy meeting.”
“If it does, I’ll heat something up for you when everyone leaves.”
He pressed his forehead to hers, wanting to bask here in her warmth instead of doing anything responsible. “Thank you.”
“It’s no trouble, it’s not as if I offered to cook something special for you or anything…”
“No, I mean… thank you for... “
