mind.”
“Her money is —”
“Hers. The Agency’s well aware of that. And whoever marries her won’t be able to access a cent of it. Neither will she. The Agency hopes Wilson won’t come after her if she can’t get to it. After we catch or kill Wilson, the money reverts back to her. Then she or whoever’s married to her can nullify the marriage contract.” Cameron drank some more of his soda. “Your choice, Allan. If it were me, I wouldn’t give it a second thought. If you played your cards right, she might even want to keep you after Wilson ceases to be a problem. Then you could quit this hazardous job and live a life of luxury. Not a bad deal at all.”
Allan snorted. “There’s a little of issue of trust here, you know.”
“Hey, you can’t fool us. We saw the way you kissed her in the ocean. No way were you disinterested in the lady. And she sure has the hots for you. If I weren’t happily married…” Cameron took a ragged breath. “Well, I wouldn’t give it another thought.”
Dale grinned and raised his Coke to Allan. “Yeah, but he has kind of an image problem.”
“Oh? How’s that?” Cameron studied Allan as if trying to figure out what was wrong now. Even Allan wondered what his image problem was.
“She thinks he’s gay.”
Hell.
Cameron burst out laughing. “Don’t let Randy know, or he’ll tell the whole Agency, just so Allan won’t be his competition anymore.”
“I don’t play Randy’s game.” Allan collapsed on the couch again.
Cameron rose from his chair, but his eyes widened as his attention switched to the bedroom. Allan and Dale glanced back at the room.
Jenny hugged the doorjamb, wearing low slung denim shorts and a floral shirt that reached only midriff. She held up the T-shirt she had worn before in bed. “Allan, I need a word with you.”
Worrying that she ha d heard them speaking about her, he nearly had a stroke.
Cameron headed for the door. “Time to bow out.”
Dale hesitated, then crossed the floor after him. “Wait, I’m coming, too.”
When the door closed behind them, Allan joined Jenny. “I’m not wearing this to bed. No wonder we’re having trouble with our relationship. I want to go shopping.”
He pulled her away from the doorframe and into his arms. “Did you take the medicine?” He was certain she had as he saw no sign of the pills on the nightstand.
She nodded.
More than likely, the prescription medicine would knock her out before they even made it to town. “Why don’t you lie down for a while and after you rest, we’ll go out later?”
“I feel fine.”
But he knew she didn’t. She leaned into his body with barely the strength to stand on her own two feet. She was one stubborn woman.
He tilted her chin up and looked into her green eyes flecked with golden amber. “Is the headache gone?”
“Nearly.”
He swallowed hard and hugged her to his chest. “I’m not gay.”
She chuckled. “I really didn’t think you were, not the way you kissed me.”
His heart took a dive. He hadn’t dated anyone in the six months since Millie and he’d split up for good. And the nine years he’d spent with the same woman seemed a lifetime. Now he was twenty-nine and he realized dating was something he’d never really been good at. He’d found Millie and never looked at another woman. Well, he’d looked, but Millie was the only one he’d had eyes for.
He leaned over, lifted Jenny in his arms, then carried her back to bed. He couldn’t let Randy hurt her. Yet, he didn’t want to hurt her either as she was bound to be, if he married her.
“Will you join me?” she asked as she nuzzled her face against his chest.
Chapter 5
Allan laid Jenny on the bed. They were both fully clothed and with the prescription medicine Jenny had taken, she would soon fall asleep. But maybe if he lay beside her, she would settle down sooner.
T hen he would have some serious decision making to do.
She unfastened the first button on her
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