Meg let out a relieved breath. Because he’d only thought he’d loved his ex and because he was giving up being a cop now and his ex had nothing to do with why.
He reached out and toyed with a long strand of her hair. “What’s going on in that beautiful head of yours?”
She glanced up at him and smiled. “That’s a secret.” And she wasn’t about to reveal she’d been jealous.
His frown and the warning in his dark gaze promised retribution of the most sensual kind, and she squirmed in her seat.
“The house?” she reminded him.
“Right. Umm, things changed between us, and I decided we needed more space.”
“Changed how?” Meg asked.
He grasped her hand and ran his thumb over the pulse point in her wrist. Her sex spasmed, and she swallowed a moan.
“I want to tell you,” he said. “I just don’t think this is the right time. Can you trust me and will you wait?”
She drew a deep breath. Now she was even more curious, but if he wanted time, she’d give it to him. “Okay. Yes. I can wait. Can I see the house though?”
His expression lightened, and he nodded. “Let’s go.”
He opened the garage with a remote in his vehicle and came around to her side of the car, helping her out. He clasped her hand and led her through the garage. They walked directly into a laundry room that doubled as a mud room, with hooks for jackets and a high-end washer and dryer along the far wall.
She still used the laundry room in her building, pumping money in to do her clothes, and this setup made her mouth water. Especially since she’d be trudging up and down with a baby in her arms . . . somehow, anyway. She preferred not to think about the details, which were still seven months away and completely overwhelming.
They stepped into a white ceramic-tiled hallway, passed a powder room, and ended up in a massive great room that led to a backyard with a pool, protected by gates that surrounded the glistening water, and a gorgeous patio with padded furniture and a built-in stone grill.
“Scott, this is beautiful.”
He strode up behind her and wrapped his arms around her, his body hot. “You really like it?”
What’s not to like? she wondered. “I love it. Really.”
She spun around, taking in the furniture: a deep-maroon sectional L-shaped couch meant more for comfort than show with a huge table in front of it and a recliner nearby. A fireplace with a large-screen TV sat in front of the sofa, and the décor was simple and tasteful.
“Did your ex decorate?” she asked.
He placed a soft kiss on her neck, causing her to shiver. “No. I didn’t move in until after the divorce.”
Her breath left her in a rush. That mattered, she realized, although she wasn’t certain why.
“Someday, we’re going to christen this place,” he said, his husky tone a promise that turned her body to liquid desire. “But not today, unfortunately. Make yourself comfortable; look around. I’ll run up, change, and be right back.”
She knew he’d showered at her place. His hair had been damp when he’d come into the kitchen. “Go ahead. I’m fine.” He kissed her again and headed toward a staircase on the far side of the house.
She drew in a deep breath and took in this beautifully decorated, expensive home. More than ever, she was certain she needed to watch her heart. Because a man like Scott, who had everything going for him, was way out of her league.
Chapter 5
Scott returned from the bedroom with a small duffel bag in his hand to leave in his car. He didn’t want to get stuck at Meg’s place again without clean clothes, and he wasn’t leaving her alone unless he was sure she was protected. He was just grateful she didn’t ask about the bag because he doubted she’d appreciate the answer. Her independent streak would kick in, and he’d rather save the argument for another time.
When they arrived at Tyler’s office, he took in the atmosphere as if for the first time, knowing his life was about to take a drastic turn. Double Down Security was located in a high-end building meant to impress big-name clients. Scott knew his brother didn’t give a shit about appearances, but he did know how to play the game. He gave clients the perception they wanted and the protection they paid for. It was a win-win.
Scott had given his brother a heads-up that he’d be bringing Meg by, and Tyler stepped out of his office to greet them. He slapped Scott on the back and turned to Meg. “I’m Tyler Dare,” he said by way of introduction.
“Meg Thompson.” She held out her hand, which Tyler engulfed in his larger one. “I can see the family resemblance,” she said, her gaze going back and forth between them.
“Just a resemblance though. I’m the better-looking brother.” Tyler winked.
Scott rolled his eyes. “Ignore him. He’s a pain in the ass.”
Meg laughed, the sound warming Scott inside.
“My little brother just can’t handle the competition,” Tyler said, his gaze never leaving Meg as he assessed her for the first time.
“Little, my ass,” Scott muttered.
“And I hate to break it to you, but I don’t see any competition,” Meg replied, teasing Tyler right back.
A small smirk kicked up the corners of her mouth, and Scott burst out laughing. “She told you,” he said to his brother, inwardly pleased she’d stood up for him.
Tyler chuckled. “I like her,” he said to Scott. “Okay, so what can I do for you two?”
Scott turned to Meg. “I called Tyler earlier and explained the situation with Mike.” He glanced at Tyler. “I’d like to set Meg up with Luke. I want all the information I can get on her ex and his family. There has to be a reason a guy who doesn’t want anything to do with a baby is
