Page 86 of Triggered By Love
“Yes, please. My sister is too distraught to talk about it, but I am willing to do whatever I can to see justice done.”
“So am I,” Jason said. “But we have to proceed carefully. Not let them know we’re onto them.”
“Onto who?” Avery interrupted. “Is it someone I know?”
“Possibly.”
“And?”
Jason made a zipping motion across his lips, and Popo wisely retreated to the kitchen.
“You’re not going to tell me?” Avery jiggled his arm. “Why not?”
“You’re safer in the dark.” He pulled out his wallet and left several large bills on the table.
“You can’t keep me in the dark forever,” Avery protested.
“Then you have to open your life to me like a book and trust me one hundred percent.” He held out his hand.
“No. You don’t get to decide whether I’m safer in the dark or not. You don’t get to dictate whether I trust you or not. You don’t get to march into my life and open me like a book.”
He made a motion of opening a book and grinned. “Watch me.”
Somehow, that was so hot and so suggestive, she almost incinerated. How was he able to make her picture his smirk between her open legs?
Slapping that thought shut, she said, “Take me home. I have a lot of work to catch up on.”
Chapter Thirty
Jason could readAvery like a book. Literally.
When he made his arrogant remark, she’d frowned and pouted, crossing her arms with her hackles up, and she’d gotten seriously aroused.
As expected, she turned up her nose away from him, barked an order, and pretended he didn’t exist.
He waved goodbye to Popo and made a gesture with his hand indicating he’d call her later. By the time he hit the sidewalk, Avery was walking toward Ivanna’s brownstone.
Since parking spots were hard to find, and the evening was warm enough for a stroll, he tagged along after her.
She took out her phone and called someone. There was no answer, because she tapped in another number.
He followed her close enough to catch bits of her conversation, but far enough so his shadow wouldn’t catch her eye.
“How did the surgery go?”
“Is she out of danger?”
“How long will she be unconscious?”
“Should I come see her?”
With a troubled look overshadowing her face. She swiped off from the call and put her phone in her purse.
Jason caught up with her. “Bad news?”
“They’re keeping Ivanna in a medically induced coma to reduce the swelling in her brain,” Avery said. “Did you find out anything about the mugging?”
“That’s what I want to talk to you about,” Jason said. “I went to her apartment and spoke to the supervisor. They don’t have video monitoring, and he says he didn’t see anyone suspicious.”
