He’d worked for Lord Locton for twelve years and never had the man deviated from his schedule except when he took vacations in his Caribbean or Greek homes. And those changes to the man’s schedule were even on a schedule; the Caribbean in the springtime and the Greek house in the fall.
Walking around to the driver’s seat, Tim went through all the times the man’s schedule had changed and could count those instances on one hand with fingers left over. With a smile, he started the car and pulled out from the driveway. This Ms. Jessica was going to be good for Lord Locton, but he suspected there would be fireworks before it was all said and done.
Jessica bit her lower lip, looking up at the sign above the building. It was just a shooting range, she reminded herself.
And this feeling of nervousness, it made her feel alive! She had no idea what was inside that building. It looked benign, but anything could happen. She played this game when she was nervous about something new. She would imagine the worst possible thing, then scoffed at where her ridiculous scenarios would take her. For instance, the worst possible action from her walking into the shooting range was for someone to turn around and shoot her for entering. Since this was a business, and the owners wanted people to come inside and learn to shoot, to use their range in order to increase their skills, she doubted that anyone would shoot a newcomer to their business.
Having gone through that ridiculous scenario, she reached for the handle of her car door, then just about jumped a foot from her seat when someone knocked on her window.
She looked out and saw Edward, surprised and excited despite her admonitions to forget about him after this morning’s call. He’d sounded grumpy on the phone and he looked even grouchier now. Looking at him, though, had her mind spinning out of control with crazy ideas about beds and kissing and all sorts of silly things that never should be considered. How could a girl help it though? The man looked like a well dressed Adonis with his expensive suit and Italian blue silk tie knotted precisely at his neck, not even a peek of his white shirt above the knot.
When her lungs were burning, she gasped out, remembering to breathe as he waited for her to open her car door.
“What are you doing here?” she asked, grabbing her purse from the passenger seat and slinging it over her shoulder. She’d dressed for the luncheon today in a red and blue patterned wrap dress with small red earrings and a small, red and blue beaded necklace at her throat.
“I’m here to make sure you don’t get killed trying to learn to shoot a gun,” he griped and took her arm, pulling her into the building that housed the shooting range. “You’re going to have to go home and change before we head to the luncheon anyway.”
Jessica looked down at her dress, then back up to him. “Why do I have to change?” She thought the dress was perfect for meeting various men at an old boy’s networking luncheon.
He paused at the doorway to glance back down at her lush figure, then pulled his eyes away again. The dress clung lovingly to her full breasts, then tied at her tiny waist before clinging to her sensuous hips. It didn’t leave too much to the imagination, in his opinion. He’d seen other women wear dresses like that in the office before but they’d never sparked this kind of lust in him. But then again, no woman sparked this kind of a feeling in him other than Jessica, so it could just be her and had nothing to do with the dress. “That one is too sexy,” he growled out before pulling the glass door open for her. He was very proud of himself for not glancing down at her adorable bottom, perfectly on display in that red and blue dress.
He approached the cashier at the counter who was obviously intimidated by the tall, powerful looking man approaching him with a grim expression. “We need two pistols and ammunition,” he said to the man behind the counter. “What do you have in a nine millimeter Beretta and…” he paused and picked up Jessica’s hand, looking at her fingers and palm, “and maybe a Glock Seventeen?”
The man recognized an authority figure in Edward and quickly reached for the two weapons and two