Page 28 of Jameson

I sighed and rubbed my forehead.Focus on your job, Greer.

I’d been to see Frankie in the infirmary. She was doing better. Too busy flirting with North to apparently be concerned about her health. I smiled. Frankie loved to flirt.

She’d teased me about Jameson, since she was well-versed on my crush. But today, I wasn’t in the mood.

He’d rejected me.

And it hurt.

Hell, it hurt more than breaking up with Toby. He’d never understood me, or my need to work.

Jameson did, but he clearly didn’t want me the same way I wanted him.

“Greer?”

The female voice made me turn. I spotted a short, slim redhead heading my way. She wore dark cargo pants and an olive-green T-shirt, and walked with a brisk stride, like she was in a rush. She’d walked like that when she’d been a little girl too.

I grinned. “Hey, Colbie.”

We hugged. The light shone off her brilliant-red hair. She was tiny, compared to me. I always thought she looked like a sweet, delicate fairy, but she could drink most of the guys under the table. She also had a big laugh and a strong personality. No one got the better of Colbie Erickson.

“Were you okay last night?” I asked. “Sleeping in the quadcopter?”

“Yep. The Talon and I bedded down in town.”

I’d been into the old town of Warragamba. There wasn’t much left. “The ruins are kinda spooky.”

Both of us glanced toward the wreckage of Warragamba. I knew that it had once been a bustling little place before the invasion.

“Thanks to Maxim, the Talon has a wicked security system,” Colbie said. “If a fly even touches it,bam, it gets zapped with a gazillion volts.”

I laughed. “Deadly.”

“Yeah, I love my Talon. Sleek, sexy, dangerous. Better than a guy. And less annoying.”

“How are you doing, hanging with Hunter Squad?”

“Great. I keep them in line.” Then Colbie’s face turned serious. “We do important work. Doing our bit to keep the world safe.”

I nodded. I understood that and I’d gotten a firsthand look at it yesterday.

Colbie bounced a little, turning to look at the dam wall. “And you’re going to keep us in clean drinking water.”

“That’s the plan. If we can solve our monster problem.”

“Oh, Jameson will sort out the monster.” Colbie waved a hand. “That’s what he’s good at.”

“Yeah.” I tucked my hair behind my ear, once again thinking of that kiss.

Colbie’s gaze narrowed. “Are you blushing?”

“I don’t blush. Have you met my mom? Claudia Baird does not blush, nor does her daughter.”

Colbie stroked her chin. “I’m sensing something. Reminds me of that time we stole those cupcakes from your mom’s kitchen, snuck into the backyard, and ate them all.”

“We were six.”

“Your mom busted us, and you had the same look on your face.”

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