“You have cameras, and you didn’t tell anyone?”
Isa shrugged. “Honestly, I forget they are there.”
“We need to see that footage. Where is it kept?” Daniel asked.
“In the cloud,” Isa replied. “There isn’t a hard copy stored in the shop. I never saw the purpose of it since that can be tampered with.”
“I’ll call the Chief back and let him know so that he can tell the new detective he assigns,” Daniel said, walking away again.
“You forgot?” I asked incredulously. She shrugged again, and I sighed as I pulled her into my arms. “What are we going to do with you, Little One?”
Isa relaxed into my embrace. “Keep me forever?” she asked.
I kissed the top of her head. “It’s a start.”
Doctor Smith was finishing Isa’s exam when Nate and Dom came in.
“Doc, I thought we weren’t seeing you again until Friday,” Nate said when he saw him.
“That was the plan, but Evan called me and asked if I could swing by and look at Isa today. It seems she’s going stir crazy with all of the restrictions.”
Dom gave me a thumbs-up behind Nate’s back, and I rolled my eyes at him. I didn’t do it so we could get the all-clear to have sex with Isa, but of course, that’s the first thing he thinks about. However, in his defense, Nate’s decree that he wasn’t allowed to be alone with Isa ensured that it was all he could think about.
“And?” Nate asked.
“And she is clear of all restrictions,” Doctor Smith replied. “Isa is healing quite nicely, and I’m not seeing any continuing complications from her injuries. She’s fully capable of listening to her body so as not to go beyond her limits.”
“Thanks for stopping by, Doc,” I told him as I walked him to the elevator. “We appreciate it.”
“Anytime, son. If you need anything else, don’t hesitate to call,” Doctor Smith replied as he stepped into the elevator. I watched the doors close and turned around to see Dom stalk toward Isa.
“Not so fast, bucko,” I said. “We don’t have time for all of that. We have the quarterly meeting tonight.”
“Can’t we skip it?” Dom groaned.
“No, we can’t,” Nate replied, tilting his head toward Isa.
“I’ll be fine here alone,” Isa said quickly.
“You misunderstand, Isa. You’re coming with us,” I informed her.
“Why don’t you change into something more professional?” Nate suggested.
“I don’t think I have anything here,” Isa admitted.
“I’ll help her find something!” Dom yelled, grabbing her hand and dragging her to Nate’s bedroom, which was quickly turning into our bedroom.
“You know he’s going to fool around with her in there,” I said to Nate.
Nate rolled his eyes and shrugged. “Let him have fun while he can,” he said cryptically.
“What are you up to?” I asked suspiciously.
“I’m still working through it, but you’ll see eventually. Dom still has to pay for the other day,” Nate replied.
Dom and Isa returned far faster than I expected them to. You look terrific,” I said when I saw her.
Isa wore a black skirt just above her knees, one of our dress shirts artfully tucked into it, and a pair of black Converse shoes. She made business casual a work of art. Knowing the Doc lifted her restrictions and that she didn’t have anything on under that skirt almost made me say screw the meeting.