Page 74 of Wild Hearts

I sat in a chair while Walker remained standing. "I'm a little worried about her. I don't know how she does it all."

"She's a big girl. If she needs help, she'll let you know," Walker said.

The problem was, I wasn't so sure about that. Noelle was stubborn, didn't like to ask for help, and never told anyone what was actually going on. We all just assumed she had it together, and I was worried she didn't. "I don't want to take advantage of her."

"How would you be doing that?" Walker asked.

"She's not charging us to rent her stuff or for her time."

"I mentioned that it was a charity event when I asked if she could help us. I wouldn't worry. Noelle can handle her business."

I sighed because he was right about that. Noelle was amazing at business and generous to a fault. I kept my concerns about her working for Killian to myself. "What did you want to talk about?"

Walker leaned a hip on the table next to me. "I missed you."

I smiled. "I missed you too. I wasn't sure if public displays of affection would be okay in your place of work."

"Mmm." Walker tugged me to stand so I was leaning against him. "They're actually encouraged."

I giggled. "Somehow, I don't believe that."

"Well, no one can see us here." He lowered his mouth to mine and kissed me. He cupped the back of my head, angling me so his tongue could delve into my mouth. My tongue tangled with his, and my nipples hardened under my bra. I wanted more than we could do in this room.

I finally pulled back, his hard cock pressed against my belly. "We probably shouldn't."

"Maybe I should have invited you to the cabin? I could have said that was my office."

I stroked a hand over the buttons of his shirt. "That would have been fun, but I'm supposed to be working, and my boss isn't my cousin."

He wrapped his arms around me, holding me to him. "True."

It was nice to be with him, even if it was a brief connection in the middle of a work day. His phone buzzed on the table, lighting up with the words, Telluride High School. Walker moved away from me to grab the phone and hold it to his ear.

"Hello?" His tone was sharp and filled with concern.

I couldn't hear the other side of the conversation, but Walker was tense. "Is she okay?" Then he said, "I'll be right there."

He hung up and grabbed his keys, leaving his laptop and file on the table. "I have to get Dakota. She's upset."

I expected him to say she was sick or something else. "What happened?"

"I don't know. The counselor just said she was crying in her office but wouldn't talk to her." He shrugged on his coat. "You think this is grief? She's been doing so good."

"I wouldn't be surprised." The offer to go with him stuck in my throat. This was his daughter, and he should handle it on his own.

"I'll see you later?" he asked as he opened the door.

"Of course. Let me know how she is."

With a curt nod, he was gone.

My heart was racing from the brief scare. I was worried about Dakota too. I wanted to be there when they were having trouble, but it would be good for Walker to handle these situations on his own. They needed to connect. Maybe she would talk to him.

I carefully closed his laptop and tidied his paperwork. Then Iwalked down the hall, finding Oliver in one of the other offices. He lifted his head. "Addison. How is the room?"

"It's perfect. Thank you for letting us use the space."

He leaned back in his chair. "Anytime. We love to help out when we can."

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