and took a closer look. The shot was taken outside the club, but I hadn’t seen her inside. Then again, I’d been too focused on my tiny dancer to give much notice to any of the other women there. “I’m sure. Who took this?”
“One of the other guards.”
“Why did they send it to you?”
She concentrated on the road, but it seemed like she was only trying to avoid answering. With the way she drove, she could talk and fend off an attacker at the same time. “Alexa?”
She took a deep breath and let it out with a whoosh. “She approached me in the bathroom, warned me that I was going to get hurt.”
“What the fuck?” My mind reeled at the implications. By pretending to be my girlfriend had Alexa become the stalker’s target? She’d walked out of the bathroom, cool as a cucumber, picking up right where we left off, flirting and driving me crazy with want. “I have no idea who she is.”
“According to Hayden, she was a cheerleader with the Cougars.”
“You met Hayden?”
“Really? That is what you’re taking away from this conversation?”
I was such a dick, but if I was going to all this trouble to keep the threat a secret from my teammates, then I didn’t want someone like Hayden to use it against the Kings. “No. No. It’s just that… she knows you’re my bodyguard?”
“Of course not.” The edge in her voice relaxed as she continued, “We bonded over shoes and shit.” She parked the SUV in the assigned spot in the garage and turned off the engine. Still looking ahead, she asked, “Have you dated any of the Kings’ cheerleaders?”
“It’s against the rules.”
She turned to look at me. “I’ll ask again. Have you dated any of them?” She put the word dated in air quotes. The light from the dash was still on, illuminating her delicate features.
“Off the record?”
“Unless one of them becomes a suspect, then yes, off the record.”
Crap, I hated how this fun and potentially sex-filled night had turned to absolute shit. “Molly and Bridget. But it was last season.” Why was I acting so defensive about it? And why I was so concerned about the idea of her finding out that I did them together?
“Last names.”
“Uh…” While I remembered each woman’s face, I couldn’t say I’d ever asked for last names. What was the point? Odd that I knew Alexa’s last name before I even knew her first.
“Don’t tax your brain. It’s easy enough to find out,” she said in a clipped professional tone.
I hated that tone. I liked her snarky and heated. Striding across the street, she was in full bodyguard mode, unlike when she was in my arms earlier. When I dipped her, I’d heard her breath catch in her throat. I almost kissed her before she ran off to the bathroom. She had been a woman in the midst of my seduction. There was no pretend between us. She wanted me. I wanted her. It should be simple, but like a typical woman, she made it complicated.
We rode the elevator in silence. She stared ahead while I couldn’t keep my eyes off of her, hoping she’d looked my way. I missed the sexual tension sizzling between us but also, the camaraderie we built over the last few days. Thoughts of how I could bring back that Alexa rioted through my brain.
The elevator doors slid open, and she peeked out, looking both ways before stepping out into the hallway. At the door to the apartment, she pulled out the gun hidden in her bra.
“Wait here,” she ordered.
Not this time. I followed Alexa from room to room, ignoring her commands to fall back.
“I’m not your employee.” If she thought I was going to stand idly by while she placed herself in harm’s way because of me, then she thought wrong. I wanted to be there to push her out of the way or even jump in front of her if it came down to it. Would it even be a bullet? The letter hadn’t elaborated on the means of my demise. A couple of days ago, I thought this was all a joke, but now I wasn’t so sure.
She hesitated by my
“One of the other guards.”
“Why did they send it to you?”
She concentrated on the road, but it seemed like she was only trying to avoid answering. With the way she drove, she could talk and fend off an attacker at the same time. “Alexa?”
She took a deep breath and let it out with a whoosh. “She approached me in the bathroom, warned me that I was going to get hurt.”
“What the fuck?” My mind reeled at the implications. By pretending to be my girlfriend had Alexa become the stalker’s target? She’d walked out of the bathroom, cool as a cucumber, picking up right where we left off, flirting and driving me crazy with want. “I have no idea who she is.”
“According to Hayden, she was a cheerleader with the Cougars.”
“You met Hayden?”
“Really? That is what you’re taking away from this conversation?”
I was such a dick, but if I was going to all this trouble to keep the threat a secret from my teammates, then I didn’t want someone like Hayden to use it against the Kings. “No. No. It’s just that… she knows you’re my bodyguard?”
“Of course not.” The edge in her voice relaxed as she continued, “We bonded over shoes and shit.” She parked the SUV in the assigned spot in the garage and turned off the engine. Still looking ahead, she asked, “Have you dated any of the Kings’ cheerleaders?”
“It’s against the rules.”
She turned to look at me. “I’ll ask again. Have you dated any of them?” She put the word dated in air quotes. The light from the dash was still on, illuminating her delicate features.
“Off the record?”
“Unless one of them becomes a suspect, then yes, off the record.”
Crap, I hated how this fun and potentially sex-filled night had turned to absolute shit. “Molly and Bridget. But it was last season.” Why was I acting so defensive about it? And why I was so concerned about the idea of her finding out that I did them together?
“Last names.”
“Uh…” While I remembered each woman’s face, I couldn’t say I’d ever asked for last names. What was the point? Odd that I knew Alexa’s last name before I even knew her first.
“Don’t tax your brain. It’s easy enough to find out,” she said in a clipped professional tone.
I hated that tone. I liked her snarky and heated. Striding across the street, she was in full bodyguard mode, unlike when she was in my arms earlier. When I dipped her, I’d heard her breath catch in her throat. I almost kissed her before she ran off to the bathroom. She had been a woman in the midst of my seduction. There was no pretend between us. She wanted me. I wanted her. It should be simple, but like a typical woman, she made it complicated.
We rode the elevator in silence. She stared ahead while I couldn’t keep my eyes off of her, hoping she’d looked my way. I missed the sexual tension sizzling between us but also, the camaraderie we built over the last few days. Thoughts of how I could bring back that Alexa rioted through my brain.
The elevator doors slid open, and she peeked out, looking both ways before stepping out into the hallway. At the door to the apartment, she pulled out the gun hidden in her bra.
“Wait here,” she ordered.
Not this time. I followed Alexa from room to room, ignoring her commands to fall back.
“I’m not your employee.” If she thought I was going to stand idly by while she placed herself in harm’s way because of me, then she thought wrong. I wanted to be there to push her out of the way or even jump in front of her if it came down to it. Would it even be a bullet? The letter hadn’t elaborated on the means of my demise. A couple of days ago, I thought this was all a joke, but now I wasn’t so sure.
She hesitated by my
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