Page 116 of Duty and Desire
His only choice was to keep him in his peripheral vision so he didn’t tweak him with a movement that would communicate he’d been made and set him to running.
Something he might already know since they’d locked eyes.
Mo needed the lights to dim even though he would be concerned the guy would make his move when they did.
It seemed to take years for them to go out.
His hand went right up, wrist to lips.
“Red polo. Jeans. Thinning hair. Second row. Left side. Stay on him,” he ordered before tagging Lottie’s robe.
He was two seconds late in throwing it over her bare shoulders.
She took off her top only in the final few seconds of her last song and never her panties.
He stillreallyhated it that hundreds (probably thousands) of people had seen her mostly naked.
But tonight, he hated it oh so fucking much more.
He didn’t have headspace for that.
The second she had her hands through the arms of the robe, he took hold of her and started to move her to safe ground.
“Eyes on him,” Axl, one of his buddies on Hawk’s team said in Mo’s earpiece. “I’m on him. Following through.”
This meant Axl would tail him home.
He got Lottie into the room, the girls streamed out, and he looked down at her.
“Gonna step into the hall. Be gone half a minute. Lock the door. Get dressed.”
She stared up at him, her hands arrested in the act of tying her robe closed.
“Lottie,” he growled.
“Okay. Locking the door,” she whispered.
He went out. Heard the lock go.
He then stepped two steps to the side and pulled out his phone.
He called Hawk.
“Status,” Hawk said as greeting, not sounding like Mo just woke him, even though Mo knew he just woke him, and waking Hawk, he probably woke Hawk’s wife, Gwen.
Undoubtedly a common occurrence for Gwen.
Fortunately, she was a kickass chick and she loved her man so much, Hawk could grow a beer gut and take up fishing every weekend and she’d simply wait for him to come home and still jump his bones.
“He’s here tonight.”
“He made a move?” Hawk asked.
“No. But I know it’s him. Axl’s on him. I want him taken tonight.”
Hawk said nothing.
Mo didn’t either, letting his boss think.
