Free Gregor (Stone Society Book 2) by Faith Gibson

you?”
    Isabelle
sputtered and her face reddened. “Warden, I assure you I have no idea what my
cousin is up to. And her name is Tessa, not Trixie. Tessa, what were you doing
on the first level? How did you even get down there?”
    Tessa
pulled the key card from her back pocket. “Here, this is yours.” She handed the
security badge to her cousin, unapologetically.
    “What
the hell? You’ve done some screwed up stuff but stealing my security card? Are
you trying to get me fired?”  Gregor could tell that Isabelle was furious with
her cousin.
    “Yes, Tessa , please tell us what you were doing on the first level, and why
were you at Tamian St. Claire’s cell?”
    Gregor
would have missed it if he hadn’t been a shifter. There was something that
passed quickly between the two ladies.
    Tessa
glared at him but she did not answer. “Isabelle, I put my trust in you when I
hired you. I hope you don’t allow the antics of your younger cousin to cost you
your job. I want answers and nobody is leaving here until I get them.”
     Isabelle
gasped and by the look on her face, he had said the wrong thing. “Why do you
think I’m older than she is?” She asked Gregor while pointing at Tessa.
    “Because,
you’re so much more mature. She’s a brat.”  Gregor sneered at Tessa.
    “Wait
a fucking minute! Just because I don’t have a stick up my ass all the time does
not make me a brat.”  Tessa jabbed her fists on her hips, leaving Isabelle with
her mouth hanging open.
    “Mr.
Stone, I do apologize for my cousin’s behavior. She’s rather sensitive.” 
    “Pot,
kettle,” Tessa muttered under her breath.
    This
was getting them nowhere. “Miss Blackmore, I want to know what you were doing
on the first level and I want to know now.”  Tessa looked to Isabelle who was
not offering any help. Before she could say anything, Isabelle grabbed her
stomach.
    “Oh
god.”  She doubled over and groaned. “Oh shit, Tessa. Tell me this is just a
stomach bug.” 
    Gregor
didn’t understand what was happening. One minute he was questioning Tessa, the
next, Isabelle was lying on the floor.
    “What’s
wrong with her?”
    “Just
help me get her to her car. I need to get her home.”  Tessa grabbed her stuff
off the floor. “Isabelle, where are your keys?” 
    “In
my office. Oh god, Tessa. It hurts.”
    “Shh,
I know. Just hang on.”  Tessa turned to Gregor, “Please. I need to get her keys
and get her home. Help me?”
    “Of
course. Go get her stuff, and I’ll meet you outside.”  He lifted a writhing
Isabelle off the floor. Tessa frowned at the sight of him holding her cousin.
She did not like seeing another woman in Gregor’s arms.
    Barely
a few seconds passed before Tessa was there. “What are you doing?” Gregor was
putting Belle in his Hummer instead of her own car.
    “I’ll
drive, you sit in the back with her.”  He opened the back door to his vehicle
and gently laid the doctor down.
    Tessa
climbed in the backseat with her cousin. “You’re a pain in the ass.” 
    Gregor
started the engine. “I’m trying to help, and you’re calling me names. Now, I
need an address.”  He studied his mate in the rearview mirror. She was doing
her best to soothe Isabelle. When she told him where Isabelle lived, he spoke
the address into his GPS that, after calculating, told him which way to go. It
was hard to keep his eyes on the road when Tessa sat so close behind. His heart
warred between the feeling of kissing her and watching her jump from the roof. Two
totally distinct emotions, neither one less powerful.
    Isabelle
was moaning and struggling. He split his attention between the road and Tessa.
They arrived at Isabelle’s home, and Tessa told him to pull around back. He
opened the door and she slid out, grabbing her cousin in her arms. Tessa carried
Isabelle as if she weighed nothing. “Here, let me take her.” 
    “No!” 
Tessa pushed past him and walked up the back steps.
    “Tessa,
I can walk. Put