Page 16 of Mensa's Match

Mensa’s eyes cut to me. “What’s your unit number?”

I gave him my apartment number.

There was a pause while Mensa listened.

“Hang on a minute, Block.” He looked at me. “You got a neighbor who can check on your place?”

My lower lip stretched out and down with my grimace. “No.”

Mensa nodded. “She doesn’t. Did you see anyone suspicious? If Corrupt Chrome took her car, they’ll be listening for a Harley, expecting me to drop her off.”

After a pause, his chin dipped. “Yeah, walk around the complex and call me back.”

He ended the call and tucked his phone into a holster on his hip.

“Thanks for having him do that,” I said.

He lifted his chin and turned to watch the traffic outside the truck stop.

After a few minutes, he paced back and forth on the sidewalk and ran a hand through his hair. “How the hell did this shit happen?”

“Well, gee, if you hadn’t put me on the back of your bike back at Twisted Talons, we wouldn’t be in this mess, handsome.”

He glared at me.

My words replayed in my mind.

Shit.

“Did I use the h-word?”

With a scoff he nodded. “But don’t worry, I’m not and even if I were handsome, I know you didn’t mean it.”

Oh my God. A man who didn’t realize how good looking he was – that was rare indeed.

My heart melted a little bit, but I had to keep focused. No doubt about it, I was cramping his style. My every instinct said if I hadn’t been in the vicinity when Rod threatened Dontrell, Mensa would have taken matters into his own hands.

His phone rang. “Yeah, Block.”

Mensa stared at me while Block spoke. After a beat, he squinted one eye. “You know everythinglookingokay from the outside doesn’t mean shit, Block.”

“It probablyisokay,” I muttered.

Mensa gave a short head shake. “Block has a feeling the building is being watched.”

Mensa’s eyes shifted to the side, and he said to Block, “Sheisn’tgoing to the clubhouse.”

“I’ve been there before,” I muttered.

“Don’t remind me,” Mensa muttered back.

Anger suddenly washed over his face at whatever Block said.

“That is thelastdamn time anyone says that to me.”

I didn’t know what that was all about, so I ignored it.

Mensa ended his call.

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