“This is off the books. You’re being paid by me. Where we meet is of little consequence because no court would be able to prove that we met here. Reed Security is in no way attached to breaking into this facility. Am I clear?”
I rolled my eyes. “Are you scared that we’re going to be captured and interrogated by a bioengineering company? Geez, I get it. Reed Security isn’t involved.”
“You need to go meet Rob in the IT room. He’s gathering the documents you’ll need for the facility, along with your extensive profiles for your characters. One of the ladies is bringing the clothes that you’ll need to look the part. Any questions?”
I shook my head and glanced at Blake. “Medusa?”
Chapter Fifteen
Blake
“Medusa?”
His smirk really grated on me. How could I have ever thought he was so hot? He was an emotionally unavailable prick, and while I wasn’t expecting roses and wine from him, would it really have been so bad to not get kicked out after I gave him a blow job? I gritted my teeth as I tried my best not to jump across the table and kick his ass again.
“Why would I have any issues, Cassanova?”
His jaw hardened and the pencil in his hand suddenly snapped. With the flare of his eyes, I knew I had hit my mark. I grinned victoriously, barely restraining myself from standing up and doing a ‘suck it’ dance that was playing through my mind.
“Well, while it’s really fun to sit here and watch you hate fuck each other with your eyes, I have more important things to do,” Hunter said, rising from his seat.
“Why are you here if you’re not going to be helping on this job?” I asked curiously.
“Because Knight gets into trouble, and call me crazy, but I don’t want to be the one that has to tell Kate that he’s disappeared.” He shot a pointed look at Knight.
“So, you’re his protector or something?”
“Let’s just say I’m watching his back to make sure he doesn’t do anything stupid. But hey, if you decide to push Parker through another window or knock him out again, I’ll gladly come and help out.”
I grinned as he fist bumped me and left the room with an icy glare from Parker.
“Are you two sure you can pull this off?” Knight asked.
“Why? Because she looks like she always wants to rip off my balls?” Parker asked.
“Hey, I can be professional. Just keep your bedroom eyes off me and we’ll be fine.”
“I don’t have bedroom eyes. You were walking around in workout gear that could hardly be labeled clothing, and then you’re offended when I look? If you don’t want the attention, put on some fucking clothes,” he snapped.
“Oh, I don’t mind you looking,” I said sweetly. “I like knowing that you’re drooling over my body with zero chance of ever touching me again.”
Cap sighed, leaning back in his seat. “Maybe we should send in one of our teams. At least Florrie and Alec could pull off the loving couple routine.”
“I’m not involving the company,” Knight bit out. “Not unless we have to. Besides, Florrie’s already showing. It’s not believable that they’re going for fertility testing.”
“Lola and Ryan then,” Cap suggested. “Hell, we’ll have Burg dress up as a woman if it means that we can pull off this job without two people killing each other.”
“We can do this,” I snapped, not liking that someone was doubting my ability to do a job. “Just because I hate him in here doesn’t mean that I can’t go out on a job with him and do what’s needed. Trust me, I’ve spent my entire career working with assholes. One more isn’t going to make me lose my shit on a job.”
We all looked to Parker, who just shrugged. “I’m with Medusa. I can be professional.”
“Fine,” Knight nodded. “Let’s get you ready to go.”
I fidgeted in the seat beside Parker. I was so fucking uncomfortable. One of the ladies had dropped off clothing for us, and it was not at all what I was expecting. I was wearing a white summer wrap dress with freaking lemons on it. It was supposed to make me look innocent and all that bullshit. And Parker, ha! He was sitting next to me in khakis, a white button down, and a blue sweater vest. I wasn’t going to lie, he looked hot. His arm muscles were bulging through the material of the button down. Nothing could hide those muscles, or the rather large bulge that the khakis couldn’t conceal. It was nearly impossible to remove my eyes from his crotch.
“Stop fidgeting,” Parker grumbled.
“I can’t. I’m uncomfortable. I never wear dresses, and I would never wear something like this.”
He sighed. “You look beautiful.”
I glanced at him warily, wondering why he was complimenting me.
“Just keep a smile on your face or they’ll all see Medusa.”
And there it was. The asshole was still there, just disguised as a suburban husband with good looks and a personality. If only people knew that under all that hotness was a douchebag hiding, just waiting to be set free.
“Careful, your douchebaggery is starting to show,” I said, trying my best not to show how much the fucker irritated me.
We pulled into the parking lot and he shifted into park. His eyes twinkled with something as he glanced over at me. I shoved a strand of shoulder length hair behind my ear. It pissed me off to wear my hair down, but Vanessa had said that I needed to look the part. She had put these big waves in my hair to make me look the part, but it just irritated the fuck out of me. Parker watched the movement with curiosity and then he was across the seat, pushing up against me as his lips hovered just inches from mine. I held my breath, fighting
