8. Dax #2
“Told you that you should have watched it with us the other day,” Harper countered. “Then you’d understand what’s going on.”
“Gorgeous, you know he can’t watch movies with sinking ships. We’d never get him to go on a cruise after that,” Jaxson reminded her.
Scrubbing my face with my hands, I groaned, this conversation making my already overworked brain tired. “Okay, no more movie references. I need to go find out what the hell is happening with Wes.” Turning, I went to enter the office and pushed. “Oh, ah… don’t go into the third office on the left.”
“Why?” Harper asked like I knew she would, but I’d hoped she’d learned better. Apparently not.
“That’s because Dax and I tortured a guy, and his insides are slowly being eaten away by acid. He’s making quite the racket giving the headache that Dax is now trying to fight off,” Ghost answered.
Well, there goes any chance of Harper keeping her rose-colored glasses.
“Why? Why do I never learn to just not ask? If you don’t tell me right away, I don’t need to know,” Harper muttered to herself as she turned away from me, plugging her ears with her fingers.
“So much for wanting to get used to a life with criminals,” I muttered to Jaxson.
He just grunted and chased after her when she started to head for the elevator. Taking that as my cue to check in with my own men, I headed back into the office. “What are we celebrating?”
Wes twirled in his chair and grinned at me.
“Well, shortcake, it seems you were absolutely right, and they were trying to get me to follow the trail of breadcrumbs they set out for me all the way to setting off the EMP that would have fried the whole system. Not just on this floor but the entire building, leaving nothing to chance.”
“So I wasn’t totally lying to Harper when I said a bomb was going to go off. It’s just not one that would have killed a human,” I said as I settled my hands on my hips. “Serves her right for not saying anything to any of us that she was coming.”
“Yeah, it would have fried anything with technology like our phones and shit but wouldn’t kill us,” Wes agreed.
“Now that I know what to look out for, it’s easier to navigate.
Give me about a half hour, and I’ll dump all the information I can find into one of my offshore servers so I can go through it easier later. ”
Looking around, I noticed Cam wasn’t back, and I didn’t see him in the hall either. “Do you need me for anything right now?”
Wes looked up from the screen, thinking, then shook his head. “You still have a phone?”
“Yup, I’m gonna go find where Cam wandered off to,” I called out as I exited the room, but of course, I wasn’t going alone. “So it’s your turn to babysit me, pres?”
“Like I need a reason to stare at your ass,” Eagle answered with a chuckle. “What can I say? I was getting lonely and wanted to spend time with my wife.”
I glanced at him over my shoulder with a smirk. “You fucking love you can call me that, don’t you?”
“Might just be my favorite word right now,” Eagle answered, a shit-eating grin on his face. “Wife, wifey, old lady, better half, queen of my heart… I could go on for days.”
“Oh God, please don’t.” I groaned. “I’ll never be able to remember my name at this point since none of you use it unless I’m in fucking trouble.”
“That’s because the names we gave you are much better than your real name. Just like our road names are the ones we go by now unless we’re in fucking trouble,” Eagle pointed out.
Shaking my head, I peered into all the offices and meeting rooms but couldn’t find him. Had he left the floor altogether? Why would he need to do that without saying anything?
“Hey, did you see which way Cam went when he stepped out?” I asked Eagle.
He reached out and did the, give me motion. Unsure of what he wanted, I placed my hand in his, making him smile as he pulled me to his chest. “While I love that’s what you think I wanted, if you hand me back my phone, I can tell you where he is.”
“It’s in my back pocket if you want to get it yourself,” I shared, and a possessive glint flickered in his eyes.
He wrapped his arms around me and let his hand trail down my spine until they rounded my ass.
Giving both cheeks a good grope, he found which pocket held his phone.
Dipping his head, he caught my lips as he slid the phone out and kneaded my ass with his free hand, growling with pleasure.
“Fuck, little hellcat, I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of you for as long as we live. ”
“I used to think lines like that were pure shit, but now I’m not so sure,” I responded as I ran the tip of my nose along his.
“Let’s find my wayward husband so I can scold him for leaving without saying a word for a change.
You know, just to see what it’s like on the other side of things.
I’m also assuming you have this tracker on all your phones so no matter whose phone I take, you’ll be able to find me? ”
“Can’t blame us for keeping our woman safe, now can you?” Eagle challenged as he handed the phone to me. “Looks like he’s in the lobby.”
“Damn, Wes got this shit to be really precise, didn’t he?” I said, impressed, as we headed for the elevators. “Could he be meeting someone? You don’t think the FBI would want in on this part of things, do you?”
Eagle shrugged. “Guess we can go ask him.”