Betrayal of the Dove - By Capri Montgomery Page 0,43
need something?”
“The robbery,” he looked at Shane before looking at her. “It’s getting closer to your store here and I think it might be best if you took better precautions. It’s not very safe to live above your store right now.”
“This is more than my shop; it’s my home and I’m not going anywhere.” Not that she could even if she wanted to. Shane had been right; she couldn’t afford paying to keep up two places. It wasn’t just the mortgage payment issue; there would be utilities for two places, combined with taxes for two places. She just couldn’t afford it right now.
“Well I’d suggest you make sure you can trust your security.”
She hadn’t missed the disapproving tone in his remark. Shane was a darn good security consultant. He had implemented so many changes in her store. There were a few more he wanted to make, but he had to order in some products and his “go to guy” was off on an assignment for another two weeks. She was also thinking of upgrading her monitored security system to something with better security ratings. She didn’t have the worst thing out there right now, but she did have a basic plan per month and now she was thinking she might want to upgrade her package and maybe get some motion sensors too. Maybe she should call Brinks and compare the price with her current outside security monitoring system. Shane wouldn’t be in her store twenty-four hours a day and she was going to need to make sure the system she had kept her safe at night too. She had never really thought much of the basic service package until Shane pointed out all the flaws.
“I’m upgrading my security system within the next week or two, so I think between Shane and Rider Security Systems I’m good to go.”
He shrugged. “Suit yourself. I just hope you’re thinking with your head and not something else right now. Hope you know who to trust;” and on that final thought he turned and walked out of her shop, leaving her standing there fuming.
“There are so many things I could have said to him, but I didn’t because none of them would have been ladylike.” She rolled her eyes and shook her head. The eye rolling thing had been contagious after all, she mused. Clearly Eve had rubbed off on her there.
“I told you the man wants you.”
“Insulting me is not the way to my heart,” she said in a low, nearly lethal tone. How dare he imply that she was too dumb to think clearly just because of a man?
Chapter Eight
“Are you comfortable?” Shane had laid out several blankets in the cab of his truck so that they could recline and watch the sky whenever they wanted to. He made sure he tossed in a couple pillows too. He wanted her to be comfortable because he didn’t want her to want to leave too quickly. He didn’t want her to leave at all.
“Yes,” she whispered as she rolled over onto her side, propped up on her elbow and looked down onto his face. Her smile could set a man’s soul on fire. She was so sweet, so beautiful, and in the midnight light her eyes looked an even deeper shade of blue. She was, in his opinion, one of the most beautiful women he had ever laid eyes on. She had kicked off her shoes and left them in the truck before tiptoeing around to the cab and crawling in. They had sat with their backs against the side, watching the sky and talking until she had shifted in a manner that made him think she was uncomfortable. That’s when he suggested they recline, and now he was glad he had made that suggestion because she was closer now than she had been when they were sitting next to each other just talking about life in general.
“Would you like to stop skirting around the personal issues and talk to me about your friends?” She had a voice that made him want to lie on her couch and tell her about his history—maybe even lie in her bed and tell her. Although if he were in her bed he wouldn’t be doing much talking unless he was telling her what he was going to do with her body while they were in there.
“I can’t tell you very much.”
“Military secrets,” she nodded. “I know. And I’m not asking you to tell me anything you can’t talk