“What the fuck do you want? You’re ruining my day off.”
“I need your help.”
“Too fucking bad.”
“It’s about Florrie.”
“Don’t care.”
“I need to find her. I need to get her back.”
He spun around and glared at me. “Then maybe you shouldn’t have fucked another woman.”
“Look, I know that I fucked up, but a lot of shit has happened lately. I need to go get her now before I lose her for good.”
“I. Don’t. Care.” He turned and headed into the kitchen, setting the baby up in the highchair.
“Don’t be such a heartless bastard,” I snapped. “If it was Kate, there’s nothing that would stop you from finding her.”
He took a step toward me, getting in my face. “That’s the difference between us. I wouldn’t have cheated on her to begin with, asshole. Leave her the fuck alone. If she wants you, she’ll come back.”
“And that would be good enough for you?”
“Like I said, I’m not stupid enough to cheat on Kate.”
Kate walked into the room with a smile on her face, still dressed in her pajamas. “Stop being such a hard ass. Go help the poor man.”
“No, he’s ruining my family day.”
She placed her hand on his chest and lowered her voice. “You’ll have a million family days to come. Help him for the next hour and I promise that you won’t regret it.”
I could have sworn I heard him growl at her right before he swept her up in his arms and kissed her with the same possession that I once kissed Florrie. I turned around to give him some privacy. He clapped me on the shoulder and jerked his head toward the door. “Give me five.”
I waited by the front door, my irritation growing by the second. I was wasting time over here, waiting for him to put on a fucking shirt. Every second felt like a ticking time bomb. When he finally appeared, he looked irritated with me, like I was the one taking forever to put some fucking clothes on.
“Let’s go.”
He got on his motorcycle and headed for Reed Security. I didn’t waste any time following. When we got back inside, he went right for the IT room and started searching. It only took him five minutes to find her.
“New York City.”
“What? How do you know?”
He spun in his seat and quirked his head at me. “Who do you know that Florrie would run to if she needed someplace to hide out?”
“No one.”
“Really? There’s not a certain someone that has come between the two of you before?”
Reality dawned on me and I cursed myself for not thinking of him sooner. How could I have been so fucking stupid?
“Seriously, I can’t believe that I had to drag my ass away from my family for this shit.”
“Thanks, man. I’ll pay you back somehow.”
“Oh, you’ll pay. The question is when.”
I looked at him strangely. Sometimes it took a minute to remember that Knight was not like most people and his threats weren’t idle. Whatever, I would deal with him later. I ran out to my truck, not even bothering to pack a bag. I had a woman to bring home.
CHAPTER FORTYFlorrie
When I woke up Sunday morning and saw the bright light shining through the window, I thought I would feel rested and peaceful. Instead, I stretched and grimaced at how out of shape I felt. Just a week of lounging around made me feel useless and lethargic. I needed a good workout and I needed to start eating something better than the junk food I had been gorging on.
I was shocked to see that it was already nine in the morning. I was used to being up at the crack of dawn and getting in my workouts early. If I were home right now, I would be heading out on a job. I missed going out with Craig and Rocco. Even though we hadn’t been on that many jobs together as this new team, we had easily slipped into a new routine. I wondered what they were doing with me gone. They were probably pissed that I had just left without a word. I knew Craig wasn’t too happy about it, and I had shut off my phone so Cap couldn’t contact me. If I stayed away too much longer, Cap might not give me my job back.
“Breakfast?” Jamie asked from the doorway. He was holding a tray of pancakes in his hands and grinning at me. His hair was tousled from sleep and his sleepy smile was so charming. Craig was right, he did look like JFK Jr. I rolled over and sat up in bed, patting the bed beside me. He sat down, putting the tray between us. It was quite the spread and I wondered how much of this he actually did himself.
“Did you make me pancakes?”
He laughed, his smile sending shivers through me. “I have a cook that does that stuff for me. I did pour the coffee though.”
“Well, I guess I should feel special then.”
“You should.”
I took a bite of my pancakes and moaned in appreciation. They tasted so good. “You’re spoiling me. These are the best pancakes I’ve ever had.”
He smiled, his eyes narrowing in on my lips. I flicked my tongue out, catching a drip of syrup. He brought his thumb up to my lip and swiped slowly, catching the last of the syrup. There was an intensity to him that I really liked, but it wasn’t the same as when I was with Alec. There was definitely an attraction, but I didn’t feel the same need. It was more a want. I wanted to like Jamie. He was a good guy and I knew he would do anything for me. I could
