Free On Her Master's Secret Service by Lexi Blake

files if you can. Thanks for everything.”
    He hung up and they took off for the parking lot. No matter what was going on in his world, he would drop it all for Ian.

Chapter Three
     
    “What do you think this is about?” Liam asked, pulling his SUV into the parking lot at Sanctum.
    Eve shook her head. She’d gotten a phone call from Ryan almost thirty minutes before. He’d been a bit cryptic, asking her if she wouldn’t mind coming down to the club and dealing with an issue they had.
    Alex was stuck in traffic. Ian was nowhere to be found, and Jake and Adam were apparently somewhere in the West End eating chicken wings. That left Liam driving her to the industrial-style building where Sanctum was housed. She’d argued that she could drive herself. She was perfectly capable, but Liam had professed a sudden and deep desire to visit the club he loved during daylight hours.
    Yeah, like she couldn’t figure out what that was about. The men of McKay-Taggart were all alpha-male, protect-the-women types. When Grace went out for a coffee run, one of the men inevitably decided that he needed to go, too, and she either found herself with an escort or an errand boy. It was just the way they were. These men had seen all the crap that could happen to a woman on her own and had made a conscious decision that it damn straight wouldn’t happen to one of theirs.
    “Did Ryan say anything?” Liam asked, peering out the front window at the unobtrusive exterior of the club. Eve knew exactly why he was asking. He was debating just how much ammo to take. She wasn’t foolish enough to think he was questioning whether or not he should take a piece with him. Oh, no. He always had a gun on him. He just needed to know if he should carry an extra clip or two.
    “Well, sweetie, he called me so I don’t think the club’s under siege. I think we can safely bet this is a purely therapeutic visit.” Sometimes Ryan called her in to interview potential members. No one got into Sanctum without a thorough screening. It was the same for new employees.
    But he’d been awfully evasive about this visit. And she never did emergency interviews.
    “Just stay close to me,” Liam said. He never bothered to hide that thick Irish brogue anymore unless he was undercover. Liam was finally comfortable being Liam.
    Could she be Eve again?
    She slid out of the SUV, her heels hitting the pavement. She loved the black and gold Givenchys , but maybe the first thing the new Eve should do is buy a pair of flip-flops. She was pretty sure the new Eve wanted some comfy shoes. Not anything horrible. She could find designer flip-flops, surely. And maybe the new Eve could ease up on the diet a bit. Once a week. Twice. Maybe a little chocolate every now and then.
    Maybe she would let Alex order for her. He always knew what she liked and when he’d really been her Dom, she could relax and enjoy it. She had…issues. She’d had them all her life, but those years when she’d been married to Alex, they had been under control because he’d been in control.
    Wouldn’t it be nice to have permission to enjoy her life again? Some of her peers would say it wasn’t healthy to seek another’s permission, but Eve had learned long ago that it didn’t necessarily matter how a person found happiness so long as they did. And it was beyond healthy to acknowledge one’s weaknesses and to seek a remedy to them.
    “Earth to Eve?”
    She couldn’t concentrate today. “Sorry. I was thinking about something.”
    He gave her a grin. “You were thinking about that bugger again, weren’t ya ?”
    “I’ve been thinking about a lot of things.” She looped her arm through his because while the parking lot was well taken care of, it was still a minefield when it came to five-inch heels.
    “Do you have any idea how far you’ve come in the last couple of months?” Liam modified his walk for her, giving her balance against the slight uphill grade. “When I first came on, you