Page 54 of Our Lips Are Sealed
“There is, along with some pants,” Evie assured him, returning to Samuel’s side to take his hand. “We guessed on your size.”
The two of them were different this morning, all touchy with each other and happy. Liam supposed their days of hiding were over.
“Have you heard anything new?” Samuel asked.
Liam located a dark blue collared shirt and nodded his thanks at Evie. “My team should arrive in Florida tomorrow, with a secondary unit coming from the Jacksonville office to assist as needed.”
Samuel’s hold on Evie tightened, tucking her at his side. “I’m taking some time off until we settle this,” he said. “The head of Fairweather’s IT department is personally overhauling the security system in and around Haven tomorrow. I had one hastily installed after the break-in and want it upgraded.”
“That’s a good idea.” Liam cleared his throat. “And I would suggest you have a system installed in your own home, since I’m assuming that’s where Evie will be spending most of her time?”
“One is already being put in today. I’ve also ordered Mathis to increase the police presence around Haven House,” Samuel informed him. “Have you decided what you’re going to do about him?”
“I haven’t.”
Samuel led Evie to the door. “Sometimes, a man’s moral compass doesn’t always have to point north, especially when doing the right thing means traveling in the opposite direction.”
Liam rolled his eyes. “I didn’t know you were a philosopher.”
“Oh, I’m many things.” Samuel aimed his usual arrogant smirk at Liam on the way out. “But most of all, I’m full of surprises.”
The door closed behind them, and Liam dropped the contents of the bags on the bed. Jamison emerged from the bathroom, pale and sweaty, to shove everything aside so she could face-plant onto the mattress. “I can’t believe I’ve done this to myself.”
Even hungover, she was adorable.
“You owe me a pair of shoes.” He stood next to her feet dangling in the air. She wore nothing but a matching bra and underwear set that someone had explicitly designed to torture a man. “And I ordered room service.”
Jamison curled into herself. “Don’t talk about food.”
Liam pressed his lips together to keep from laughing. “If you need me, I’ll be in the shower.”
“Do you want some company?” She lifted her head, wincing at the pain. “I need a shower, too.”
Pausing in the bathroom doorway, he propped a shoulder on the frame. “I think I’ve had enough Jamison puke on me to last a lifetime.”
She rolled to her side. The movement comically unsteady. “We can take things nice and slow.”
“What I would do to you in the shower wouldn’t be considered nice, or slow for that matter.”
Liam turned around when her hand trailed over her thigh, working its way up to her breast. Yeah, the lingerie set she was wearing might have been made to torture a man, but on Jamison Fairweather, it was positively devastating.
But he could match her fire with his own. Letting the towel drop, he smiled at the gasp that came from behind him. Since the beginning, he’d been so off his game when it came to her, too busy over-analyzing the consequences. But that was all over now, and without the burden of right and wrong weighing him down, the woman currently staring at his bare ass didn’t stand a chance.
“Maybe next time.”
Chapter 14
ThewheelsofSamuel’sSUV crunched on the rocky dirt road of the trailer park. Rolling her window down, Evie gazed out over the sprawling field of rusted brown and white metal boxes jammed together in neat little rows.
A nervous, jittery mess, she fidgeted in her seat. “This outfit is okay, isn’t it?”
“You look beautiful.” Sensing her distress, Samuel rested a hand on her leg. “Don’t forget, we’re playing chess tonight, and you can cheat all you want.”
While waiting for Jamison and Cohen to get ready, she had forced him to walk through the Quarter, where they happened upon an antique shop on Royal Street opening for the day. In its front window was a beautiful, hand-carved, wooden chess set.
“I love you, but hell no,” Samuel had said when she asked to go inside and check it out. “There will be no game playing in this relationship. Most couples can’t do things like kayaking together, but us? We would kill each other over a game of Uno.”
“Things are different now, and we can play like adults,” Evie said, tugging him inside the shop. “You know, naked.”
