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his muscled, tight butt. Even dressed in what should’ve been a hormone neutralizing outfit of plain khakis and white button-down shirt, the man was built. The fact he’d also removed his tie, leaving the collar of his shirt unbuttoned to expose a few extra tantalizing inches of his tanned throat didn’t escape her attention either.
Twenty minutes passed before he returned and took his seat in the interior dining room again, clicking the safety on his weapon before replacing it in its holster. He cocked a brow at her and gave her a challenging stare. “Satisfied?”
“Yes.” No. The blatant suggestion in his tone left little doubt about his double meaning, but she refused to take the bait. Honestly, they were both a bit stir crazy, having been holed up in here since the mini-conference first thing this morning, but she wasn’t sure she was ready to face any more crowds downstairs, so she tried some small talk instead. “Your team have any new thoughts on who this SHEEPSKIN person might be?”
“Other than your father?” he asked, his tone deadpan. “A few.”
“Care to share?”
“Not really. Other than when I talked to my team leader earlier he said word on the black ops street was they may be using a nearby village as a training center for their fighters.”
“Wow. Anything else?”
He narrowed his gaze on her. “Ready to share your passcode yet?”
“Nope.”
“Then nope. I got nothing else either.” He sat back and crossed his arms, ending their conversation.
Fine with her. Frankly, this quiet time was precious to her. After today, her schedule demanded she be in the public eye constantly until her trip was done, and she really just wanted to savor the last few hours of privacy she had in peace. She got up to stretch her legs and wandered over to the doorway to peer at the windows beyond. The day outside was beautiful—warm and sunny with blue skies as far as the eye could see. Seemed a shame to stay cooped up inside, even with the threat of imminent gunfire at any time. Toni glanced over at Spencer, gaze narrowed. He was a trained SEAL, paid to keep her safe and secure no matter the location.
On her previous trip to Jubail, she’d asked her driver to take her someplace off the beaten path, someplace green and lush and full of natural wonder. He’d driven to a remote oasis that had been like a dream come true.
She hadn’t thought there would be time to revisit it on this trip, but with Spencer’s help she’d managed to get the mini-conference business handled with time to spare. He’d stepped in where her assistant usually would have, proving himself helpful in more than just a bodyguard capacity by putting his military-trained strategy skills to good use coordinating each facet of her event precisely and organizing the disparate volunteers into a cohesive whole. For that, she was both shocked and grateful.
Looking at him now, Toni noticed the way he kept fidgeting in his seat then toying with the tie he’d tossed haphazardly on the table earlier. Maybe they could both use a break. Decision made, she walked over and picked up her phone, quickly dialing the number for their personal limo driver, Omar, then relaying her request in broken Arabic. He assured her the car would be downstairs in half an hour and excitement burst inside her like fireworks. She ended the call then closed her laptop. “C’mon.”
“Where are we going?” Spencer stopped with a hummus-filled cracker halfway to his mouth. “There wasn’t anything on your itinerary.”
Toni tucked her computer beneath her arm then headed for the hall. “I’m in the mood for an adventure.”
“No. Too dangerous.” He shoved his food in his mouth and rolled his eyes, then trailed along behind her, waiting at the door to her bedroom. “This does not sound like a good idea.”
“It’ll be fine.” She wrapped a pastel-colored floral scarf around her head and slid on a pair of huge black sunglasses, then tossed him a
Twenty minutes passed before he returned and took his seat in the interior dining room again, clicking the safety on his weapon before replacing it in its holster. He cocked a brow at her and gave her a challenging stare. “Satisfied?”
“Yes.” No. The blatant suggestion in his tone left little doubt about his double meaning, but she refused to take the bait. Honestly, they were both a bit stir crazy, having been holed up in here since the mini-conference first thing this morning, but she wasn’t sure she was ready to face any more crowds downstairs, so she tried some small talk instead. “Your team have any new thoughts on who this SHEEPSKIN person might be?”
“Other than your father?” he asked, his tone deadpan. “A few.”
“Care to share?”
“Not really. Other than when I talked to my team leader earlier he said word on the black ops street was they may be using a nearby village as a training center for their fighters.”
“Wow. Anything else?”
He narrowed his gaze on her. “Ready to share your passcode yet?”
“Nope.”
“Then nope. I got nothing else either.” He sat back and crossed his arms, ending their conversation.
Fine with her. Frankly, this quiet time was precious to her. After today, her schedule demanded she be in the public eye constantly until her trip was done, and she really just wanted to savor the last few hours of privacy she had in peace. She got up to stretch her legs and wandered over to the doorway to peer at the windows beyond. The day outside was beautiful—warm and sunny with blue skies as far as the eye could see. Seemed a shame to stay cooped up inside, even with the threat of imminent gunfire at any time. Toni glanced over at Spencer, gaze narrowed. He was a trained SEAL, paid to keep her safe and secure no matter the location.
On her previous trip to Jubail, she’d asked her driver to take her someplace off the beaten path, someplace green and lush and full of natural wonder. He’d driven to a remote oasis that had been like a dream come true.
She hadn’t thought there would be time to revisit it on this trip, but with Spencer’s help she’d managed to get the mini-conference business handled with time to spare. He’d stepped in where her assistant usually would have, proving himself helpful in more than just a bodyguard capacity by putting his military-trained strategy skills to good use coordinating each facet of her event precisely and organizing the disparate volunteers into a cohesive whole. For that, she was both shocked and grateful.
Looking at him now, Toni noticed the way he kept fidgeting in his seat then toying with the tie he’d tossed haphazardly on the table earlier. Maybe they could both use a break. Decision made, she walked over and picked up her phone, quickly dialing the number for their personal limo driver, Omar, then relaying her request in broken Arabic. He assured her the car would be downstairs in half an hour and excitement burst inside her like fireworks. She ended the call then closed her laptop. “C’mon.”
“Where are we going?” Spencer stopped with a hummus-filled cracker halfway to his mouth. “There wasn’t anything on your itinerary.”
Toni tucked her computer beneath her arm then headed for the hall. “I’m in the mood for an adventure.”
“No. Too dangerous.” He shoved his food in his mouth and rolled his eyes, then trailed along behind her, waiting at the door to her bedroom. “This does not sound like a good idea.”
“It’ll be fine.” She wrapped a pastel-colored floral scarf around her head and slid on a pair of huge black sunglasses, then tossed him a
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