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He slides me my beer and I expel a deep sigh. “I haven’t seen my sperm donor since I was six years old, and he is a deadbeat. So just wondering what his daughter is going to be like.”
His eyes widen, and he nods in understanding. “You don’t have to see her if you don’t want to.”
“I know. I have an idea—what if I hire you to find dirt on her? Can you do that?” I ask.
“Wow, you have trust issues, don’t you?”
“I’m serious.”
“I could run a background check on her. What exactly am I looking for?”
“I want to know if she’s genuine. If she really wants to meet me, or if she just wants something from me.”
“Major trust issues,” he mutters.
I ignore that. “It’s not a conflict of interest?”
He laughs under his breath. “Like I said, I work for myself. I can finish my job for Constance, which I have since I’ve found you, and then I can start working for you.”
“You switch loyalties like that all the time?” I ask, unable to stop myself.
He shakes his head. “No, when I’m loyal to someone, I’m loyal as fuck. This is business, though, and you seem like a nice woman, which I’m surprised that I’m saying considering you almost pulled a gun on me yesterday.”
I flash my teeth at him. “When are you going to let that go? And I’m not one to mess with. Best that you know that now.”
“I can see that.”
“But neither are you,” I admit. I can sense that. I’ve been around deadly men my entire life. A wolf can smell a wolf. And Decker is a pack leader. An alpha.
“You’re smart, too,” he replies, glancing away and taking a drink.
I don’t know why we are sitting here, having this conversation. We just met. I don’t know him, or know how trustworthy he is. Yet I find myself feeling comfortable. A little too comfortable.
“When do you head back?” I ask.
“Tomorrow. You know, it’s sad, but this has been the closest thing I’ve had to a vacation in a long time,” he admits. “And I’m not even far from home.”
“That is sad.” I grin and look down at his hand. There’s no ring there, but he must have a woman to go home to.
Why am I thinking about this?
I clear my throat and look toward the stage as a band starts to play some sexy, chill jazz music. “Why did you leave the police force?”
“You still don’t believe me?” he asks, amusement flashing in his gaze.
I shrug but say nothing.
“It’s a long story.”
He’s clearly not going to give that away, and I hate that I’m curious. “You can ask me something.”
He arches his brow. “Okay. Why isn’t your boyfriend here keeping an eye out on you? Did you even tell him what’s going on?”
I purse my lips. I don’t want to talk about Rhett with him, or admit that no, I did not tell him what’s going on. Shittiest Girlfriend of the Year Award goes to me. “I didn’t want to worry him, so no, I did not. Your turn.”
He nods slowly. “I helped a friend of mine exonerate someone who was convicted of murder, the cops found out I shared confidential information, and I was told I was not going to get my promotion. I needed a change, so I left.”
“That’s not what I was expecting,” I admit.
