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“Exactly.” A chill ran through me. It could have gone that way, and I could have lost her.
I felt her shiver.
“Now, hold still while I finish.” I completed the gluing, and it was a damned good job—well-aligned.
She sniffled. “I’m sorry. I was upset that you didn’t believe me about the attack, you know, with all the questions about the deer.”
“I believe you.”
“Your boss doesn’t.” Resentment tinged her voice. “He’s already judged me to be an emotional female making shit up.”
“That’s not true. Now you’re the one jumping to unfounded conclusions.”
Her eyes narrowed, but she didn’t reply.
I applied antiseptic cream and a bandage. “Now you can go clean up and change, but washcloth only, no shower. You have to keep the bandages dry. Don’t stretch the skin.”
“Yes, sir,” she spat with attitude as she slid off the island.
“And no bra. You don’t want to rub that wound.” I blinked twice to clear the vision of a braless Serena in a tight, thin T-shirt, nipples clearly visible, that popped into my mind.Concentrate, man. Concentrate.
She stopped and turned with a mischievous smile. “Are panties okay, or do I need to leave those off as well?”
She was killing me. “It’s a medically based suggestion, nothing more.”
After she left, I dialed Terry. Terrance Goodwin was our security system specialist.
“Cobra here. We have a new client who needs a whole-house system installed.” I gave him the address.
“Sure thing. Do you want audio as well?”
“The works. Group meet is here at seven.”
“Lucas mentioned it. Catch you then. I’ll order the pizza.”
After disconnecting, I cleaned up my bandage and wipe wrappers. Locating the trash bin under the sink, I found a surprise. A bouquet of red roses had been tossed, and they were fresh. I fished out the card that had come with them, then added my trash.
We need another chance. You know we belong together.
-G
Who the fuck was G, and why had she tossed these?
When Serena returned, she’d washed up and changed into jeans and a long-sleeve button down, and yes, she’d followed my braless suggestion. She spotted the two roses I’d laid on the counter along with the card.
“Going through my garbage, I see.”
“When did these come? Tell me about this guy. Could he be behind this?”
“He’s my ex. It ended a while ago, but he’s back in the country.” She threw her hands up. “My dad and his have some deals together, so Dad thought… It doesn’t matter. I’m over him, and he’s having trouble understanding that.”
“Last name?”
“Kittleman. But it’s not him. I would’ve recognized him.”
“Is he rich enough to hire someone to do his dirty work?”
Her mouth dropped open for a solid three-count. “His family is. But the stick question doesn’t make any sense.”
