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She couldn’t believe the concern in his voice. It was weird.
“Yeah, I’m fine. I’m sorry to bother you. I know you’ll call tonight. I just should have waited. Ignore me. I’ll talk to you later. Bye.”
“Wait! Don’t hang up. Jenny, it’s not a problem. I told you to call anytime. What’s going on?”
She snorted out a laugh. “What could possibly be going on inside these beige walls? It’s so boring, I actually watched part of a golf game.”
Brax let out a laugh. Had she ever really heard him laugh before? She couldn’t remember.
“Golf, huh? That’s pretty bored.”
“Tell me about it. Why is it that CNN still has me on one of their new stories? It’s been almost three weeks since I’ve been home. It’s ridiculous. I turned on my phone yesterday and considered clearing out my messages, but then my phone rang. It was a reporter. Brax, I’d only had my phone on for three minutes. What are the odds?”
“It’s because you haven’t given an interview, and the public is really pissed at Cyber Tech for hanging you out to dry. You’ve read that part, haven’t you?”
Jenny couldn’t stop the evil smile that crept across her face. “Yeah. Serves them right. I bet Roy is about to have a heart attack.”
“Who’s Roy?”
“He’s the Vice President in charge of Public Relations for all of New Era Cyber Tech. It’s his job to make sure the company’s reputation is always pristine. I don’t know how he’s going to clean up this steaming pile.”
“Of dog shit?” Brax asked. “Yeah, I don’t think he can.”
“I feel like I’ll never be able to leave this hotel room, and I’m sick of club sandwiches. I need fresh air.”
“Why don’t I come and rescue you?”
“Aren’t you sick of rescuing me?”
“I shouldn’t have used that phrase. Jenny, I would love to spend some time with you when you’re feeling well. I’ll even bring over some stuff so you won’t be recognized.”
Huh?
“Okaaay.”
“Trust me?”
Now that was an easy answer. “Always.”
When Brax slipped his phone into his back pocket, he realized his palms were actually damp. What the hell?
Oh yeah. Jenny.
He’d thought about her every day since she’d been released from the hospital, and the morning and evening phone calls weren’t enough to soothe his need to see her. But the idea of doing anything more than checking up on her via telephone had been a bridge too far. Getting involved with someone who was still recovering from being a captive wasn’t the best idea.
He jogged to his bedroom and Faith followed him. He pulled on his boots while his dog planted her ass down in front of him. He could see her excitement.
“Nope, I’m not taking you out, girl. We’ve already gone out twice today. This time I’m going out by myself.”
Woof.
He shook his head. “Not this time.”
Woof. Woof.
“If you understand me this well, why in the hell don’t you obey me when I say fetch?”
Faith just stared at him.
