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Jenna looked up, “Thanks. Been doing this a while.” Then she went back to her papers.
“How’d the research turn out?” Talon interrupted again.
Jenna dropped the pen and gave him her attention, “Went well. Already published.”
“Gate read it?” Talon asked.
“Part of the deal,” Jenna said, folding her hands on her desk. “He had prior approval. So, yeah, he’s read it.”
Talon scrubbed a hand across his goatee, “Didn’t say anything to me.”
Jenna huffed out a laugh, “I’m not surprised.”
“Ryde?” Talon went on.
“He read most of the sections before I even sent them to Gate,” Jenna answered.
Talon nodded, soaking that in. “You got a copy around here?”
Jenna rolled her chair back and then crossed to a small table under the window. She picked up what Talon thought looked like a magazine and handed it over. “Page is dog eared,” she said.
Talon flipped through until he found it, and the background image behind the first page of print took his breath away.
It was him.
He didn’t know how she’d captured it. Or when she’d done it.
But the picture was a silhouette of him riding his Harley, backlit by a blood red sunset.
He didn’t remember the day or where he’d been going. And he definitely hadn’t realized that someone had been watching.
“Why me?” Talon asked.
He heard Jenna sigh but couldn’t tear his eyes away from the page.
She sat back down. “Seemed fitting. You were the reason I got into this in the first place.”
“When was this?” he wondered, eyes still glued to the page.
“A couple years ago,” she said.
That got his attention.
He looked up, “What?”
She shrugged and tried to play cool, but Talon was starting to see through the tough exterior to the warm, soft woman underneath.
“One of those random things. I was out toward Tybee with Cass. She was in a marine biology phase, so we were at the marshes. I heard Harleys in the distance and turned to watch them ride by. Happened to have my phone in my hand and snapped that.”
“You knew it was me?” he asked, his voice low and catching on an emotion he couldn’t name.
She shot him a look that said more than words ever could.
Of course, she knew it was him.
And she’d taken a photo.
And kept it.
