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great opportunity to put our heads together and get security of our convention goers nailed down so that we don’t have any international incidents.” She turned to Preston, Joe and Arthur. “Of course we’d need the whole team in on the discussion. Would you three please join us for dinner? I’ll also have my assistant attend.”
Wyatt’s stomach dipped. Dinner with a crowd was not what he had in mind. He tried to make eye contact with Joe to let him know he didn’t want him to accept the invitation.
The man didn’t even look his way. “I’d love to.” Joe grinned like a fool, making Wyatt want to knock all his teeth out. “We can talk through my plans to run the dogs through the convention center.”
Preston glanced at his watch. “I can come for a little while, but I have to coordinate with my team before the morning.”
Wyatt watched his chances to woo the pretty Fiona slipping through his fingers. He’d hoped to get to know her, and let her get to know him a little better before they slept in the same room, and hopefully in the same bed.
Fiona clapped her hands. “Well, good. It’s all set then.” She glanced at the clock on her cell phone. “If we could meet at the hotel at seven o’clock, we can find someplace to eat along the River Walk.”
“I’ll be there,” Joe said a little too eagerly.
Wyatt refrained from elbowing him in the gut…just barely.
Preston nodded. “Seven o’clock. If you’ll excuse me, I have work to do before tomorrow.” The man hurried off.
“I’d better get back to the video display room.” Arthur shook Fiona’s hand. “I’ll have to check with mi esposa before I commit to dinner tonight. I’ll let you know.”
“I have work to do as well. Since the governor couldn’t get here on time, I’m greeting the Mexican Prime Minister at the airport in less than an hour.” Fiona smiled at Joe, not Wyatt. “I’ll see you two tonight.”
When she’d gone, Wyatt glared at his friend.
Joe’s eyes widened. “What?”
“I meant to have dinner with her. Alone.”
A chuckle rumbled in Joe’s chest and then grew into a full-bellied laugh. “I loved the look on her face when you announced you were having dinner with her.” He rubbed tears from his eyes. “There is no secret to getting a woman to go out with you. You do have to ask, not assume she’ll agree. You’re lucky she didn’t throw it back in your face.”
“Seems as though she did. And I would have asked, but I’ve had a lot on my mind.”
“If you want to make points with Fiona, you’d better have her as your main focus.”
Oh, he did. That was the problem.
“Look, if you want me to back off, say the word.” Joe held his hands out, palms up. “I’ll tell her I have a sick dog and can’t make dinner.”
“No. Preston will be there and I’ll be damned if I have to make conversation with him. He’s pretty tight-lipped.”
“I noticed. Should be an interesting evening.” Joe continued to smile. “That Fiona is one hot cookie.”
“She’s not a cookie.” Although she was very hot.
“I know, but it’s really fun pushing your buttons.”
Wyatt crossed his arms. “If we’re done here, I’d like you to check out the hotel where most of the dignitaries are staying, including me. If anyone is going to target a building, it’ll be the hotel or the convention center.” He didn’t add that he’d be staying in the same room with Fiona. Joe didn’t need to know that.
“You really think someone will try something big?”
“In this day, when terrorists bomb marathons and fly planes into buildings, I wouldn’t be surprised by anything.” He started toward the parking lot and turned back to his friend. “You coming?”
“Yeah.” Joe hurried to catch up, Bacchus trotting at his side.
Wyatt spent the rest of the afternoon going over every entrance to the hotel, the security that was in place, and reviewing the camera angles and identifying blind spots in both the
Wyatt’s stomach dipped. Dinner with a crowd was not what he had in mind. He tried to make eye contact with Joe to let him know he didn’t want him to accept the invitation.
The man didn’t even look his way. “I’d love to.” Joe grinned like a fool, making Wyatt want to knock all his teeth out. “We can talk through my plans to run the dogs through the convention center.”
Preston glanced at his watch. “I can come for a little while, but I have to coordinate with my team before the morning.”
Wyatt watched his chances to woo the pretty Fiona slipping through his fingers. He’d hoped to get to know her, and let her get to know him a little better before they slept in the same room, and hopefully in the same bed.
Fiona clapped her hands. “Well, good. It’s all set then.” She glanced at the clock on her cell phone. “If we could meet at the hotel at seven o’clock, we can find someplace to eat along the River Walk.”
“I’ll be there,” Joe said a little too eagerly.
Wyatt refrained from elbowing him in the gut…just barely.
Preston nodded. “Seven o’clock. If you’ll excuse me, I have work to do before tomorrow.” The man hurried off.
“I’d better get back to the video display room.” Arthur shook Fiona’s hand. “I’ll have to check with mi esposa before I commit to dinner tonight. I’ll let you know.”
“I have work to do as well. Since the governor couldn’t get here on time, I’m greeting the Mexican Prime Minister at the airport in less than an hour.” Fiona smiled at Joe, not Wyatt. “I’ll see you two tonight.”
When she’d gone, Wyatt glared at his friend.
Joe’s eyes widened. “What?”
“I meant to have dinner with her. Alone.”
A chuckle rumbled in Joe’s chest and then grew into a full-bellied laugh. “I loved the look on her face when you announced you were having dinner with her.” He rubbed tears from his eyes. “There is no secret to getting a woman to go out with you. You do have to ask, not assume she’ll agree. You’re lucky she didn’t throw it back in your face.”
“Seems as though she did. And I would have asked, but I’ve had a lot on my mind.”
“If you want to make points with Fiona, you’d better have her as your main focus.”
Oh, he did. That was the problem.
“Look, if you want me to back off, say the word.” Joe held his hands out, palms up. “I’ll tell her I have a sick dog and can’t make dinner.”
“No. Preston will be there and I’ll be damned if I have to make conversation with him. He’s pretty tight-lipped.”
“I noticed. Should be an interesting evening.” Joe continued to smile. “That Fiona is one hot cookie.”
“She’s not a cookie.” Although she was very hot.
“I know, but it’s really fun pushing your buttons.”
Wyatt crossed his arms. “If we’re done here, I’d like you to check out the hotel where most of the dignitaries are staying, including me. If anyone is going to target a building, it’ll be the hotel or the convention center.” He didn’t add that he’d be staying in the same room with Fiona. Joe didn’t need to know that.
“You really think someone will try something big?”
“In this day, when terrorists bomb marathons and fly planes into buildings, I wouldn’t be surprised by anything.” He started toward the parking lot and turned back to his friend. “You coming?”
“Yeah.” Joe hurried to catch up, Bacchus trotting at his side.
Wyatt spent the rest of the afternoon going over every entrance to the hotel, the security that was in place, and reviewing the camera angles and identifying blind spots in both the
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