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“Are you telling me you are afraid to sleep in the same bed as me?”
“I’m afraid there wouldn’t be any sleeping.” He chuckled then laid another peck on her lips and stood from the bed. He grabbed his cellphone from his jeans. “Get some sleep. We are going to have to get up early.”
He stepped into the bathroom and shut the door. Slid his finger against the screen of his phone. Finding the number he was looking for, he hit it and placed the phone to his ear.
“Yeah,” a familiar voice answered.
“I need a weapon,” Declan stated. No greeting was needed for this call. The gun Aspen had used on the thug had been confiscated for the investigation. If he was going to ensure she remained safe, he’d need a gun.
Aspen glanceddown at herself and let loose a groan. The clothes the agent had given her made her look as if she’d enrolled into the Army. Her gray sweatpants had to be rolled up a few times to come above her ankles, and her white t-shirt had Army splashed crossed the chest.
She sighed, wishing for once she could dress as she used to. She would never call herself a snob, but gray sweats did not do her ass any justice. She quickly threw the tennis shoes on they had provided her and grabbed her bag. She stepped out of the bedroom in search of the agents and Declan.
She was grateful she had been able to sleep all night. Throughout the night she had sensed Declan in the bed with her, but she guessed he hadn’t slept a wink.
“Good morning,” she greeted them, finding the men standing around the dining room table.
Declan’s gaze dropped to her shirt, and a scowl crossed his face. “Where the hell did that shirt come from?”
“What is that supposed to mean?” Agent Williams asked, crossing his arms in front of his chest.
Declan turned his gaze to the federal agent, and Aspen felt sorry for the agent. Declan’s sharp gaze didn’t falter.
“A woman such as Aspen deserves quality brands,” he announced. His eyes cut to her. “Navy’s the way to go.”
“Is that so? Army here.” Williams turned to face Declan with a smirk. “Navy, huh?”
“SEAL.” Declan didn’t bat an eyelash returning the stare.
Aspen glanced at Agent Ball, not believing that two men would be arguing over the quality of a t-shirt with the military branch across the front. He rolled his eyes and placed his hands on the table.
“Gentlemen, this is not the time to try to argue the better military branch,” Ball snapped, interrupting their stare-off.
Williams settled slightly as Declan walked away and came to her.
“You sleep well?” Declan asked, placing a kiss on her forehead. He glanced down again at her shirt, and the disdain was evident in the look.
She’d have to remember to grab a new shirt when she got the chance.
“What is going on? You guys appeared deep in thought when I came out here,” she noted.
“I’ve been granted special leave to stay with you,” Declan said. He reached up and brushed her hair from her face.
“But how?”
“I’ll be deputized and then I can be with you the entire time.”
“So what does that entail? You take a pledge or something?” she asked, unsure of what it meant. She was thrilled that he’d found a way to remain with her.
“Unfortunately, deputizing someone in the name of the US Marshalls has developed since the Wild West.” Ball chuckled. He folded the papers that were on the table before him and straightened to his full height. “We will need to take a trip to the mayor’s office to start the process of getting Sergeant Owen deputized. Once he does then he’ll be on your case and will assist with your protection detail.”
She nodded, already feeling safe.
A knock sounded at the door, and she jumped. Her gaze swept the room. Williams and Ball appeared just as shocked as she felt. They both pulled their weapons out and proceeded over to the door.
Declan pushed her behind him and waited as Ball and Williams ensured they were safe. She peeked from behind him, curious to know what was going on. Ball glanced out the peephole before his body posture relaxed and he lowered his gun. Williams stepped back, away from the door.
“Company of yours?” Ball asked, opening the door.
