“I don’t think I do the right thing very often,” she said, looking up into his eyes.
Damn, she was sexy. “Now would be a good time to start.”
She leaned fully into him, from knees to chest, pulled her lips away.
All the hard parts of him pushed into the soft parts of her.
The woman may not have the memory of where she’d learned to seduce a man, but her body knew exactly what to do. “The only reason I’m walking away is because my chest is killing me, and I don’t want any distraction when we make this happen.”
Her mentioning the gunshot wound had him placing a hand farther up her side, softly, as if he could make it better with his touch. “That bullet should have been in me.”
“I don’t want to hear you say that again.”
“It’s how I feel.”
“Get over it.” Her eyes searched his. “Now kiss me again.”
He leaned down even when the neon sign flashed in his head.
Danger.
Danger.
Her hips pushed against his and snuffed that danger sign right to the depths of hell.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
“I understand you had some excitement today.” Neil’s face came across just as stoic on a video monitor as it did in person.
Leo stood in the background as one of the monitors performed as a giant Zoom meeting. Neil was on one camera, and Cooper, Claire, and Jax were squeezed into another. Considering the newest members of the team all lived in the same house, it made sense. Clearly this group didn’t mind late hours.
Olivia had stayed up past ten, and they hadn’t assembled down in the situation room until eleven.
The monitors throughout the house would show any movement should she wake and decide she needed something that wasn’t in her bedroom.
“Olivia had a memory flash, tried to marry her fist with Sasha’s face,” AJ told him.
Leo listened while Sasha relayed the facts to Neil.
“Old memories, then . . . nothing new?” he asked.
“Not that she’s told any of us,” Lars said.
“What about you, Leo?”
“Nothing I haven’t shared.” The intimate moments didn’t need to be talked about. He couldn’t help but look at the monitor that showed the interior of the kitchen. There was no way the household hadn’t shared that with everyone.
Neil took his word. “Before we dig in, I want to remind everyone that while Leo is here, we have to respect his position and Olivia’s privacy. And, Leo?”
“Yeah?”
“If I ask you to step out . . .”
He didn’t like that. “I haven’t earned my stripes yet . . .”
“Thank you for understanding.” Neil nodded. “Let’s start with Brackett.”
Isaac cued up the conversation Leo had had earlier with his boss.
“Jax and I have been mulling this conversation over all day,” Claire announced. “There isn’t any logic to taking Leo out this late in the game . . . not for the sake of the lawyers. And since the judge didn’t slap Mykonos with a ‘say you’re sorry and don’t get caught doing this again’ sentence, it’s safe to say the judge hadn’t been threatened.”
“That leaves the jury,” Lars said.
“Agreed,” Claire said.
“If one or more of the jury members end up facedown in a river, we’ll know we’re onto something,” Cooper added.
“Hey! Sensitive much?” Isaac said to the camera and nodded in Sasha and AJ’s direction.
“Awww, fuck, AJ, I’m sorry.”
Leo felt the weight of the room, and judging from the pressure, there was a lot to whatever was making Cooper apologize. “What am I missing?” Leo asked.
Claire said something in German.
Sasha responded in the same language, then turned to Leo. “I’ll tell you later,” she said in English.
Claire cleared her throat. “Okay . . . going back to motive. If not as a warning to those in the courtroom . . . that means it’s personal. Leo, can you go over exactly what happened when you confronted Navi again? Maybe we’re missing something.”
He’d told Neil the details shortly after they discovered Olivia’s identity, but he went ahead and repeated the story for the entire team. “There isn’t much to tell. I followed him to the restaurant to see who he was meeting.”
“Was there any intel on a meeting?”
Leo shook his head. “A hunch. Navi was too quiet. Perfect cousin standing by his family with a shut mouth and not so much as a glare? It didn’t feel right.”
“Who knew you were going to watch him?” Neil asked.
“No one. My partner and my boss were pissed when they found out.”
“So . . . you follow him in. He’s having dinner with a woman.