was sexy. He wondered what it would be like to be the one making her arch and stretch like that. His cock stirred and he cursed.
The scope now set on Baker’s door, he watched the man lock his door, stop at Delaine’s for a second and then head to the elevator.
Justin packed up and headed for the stairs. But not before taking one last look at Delaine in her office. If only he could go down and talk to her. But he knew he was the last person she would expect to see here. But he wanted so bad to see her. Was drawn to her until his throat clogged with the urge to run for the stairwell, down to the ninth floor and around the atrium to her office. Just to inhale her natural scent, touch her hair. And he couldn’t do a damn thing about it.
For the first time in his life, Justin despised his job.
A quiet beep sounded on his earpiece. Baker was making a call. By the third ring, Justin pressed a series of numbers to kick off the tracer program Derrick had written to attach to Baker’s cellular signature. Both of them would hear the call.
“Sarah Ann, this is Baker. I’m at the facility. I’m leaving now to make our appointment. Do you understand?”
“Y-Yes, sir.”
The call was disconnected. Two more phone calls revealed Baker’s plans for the next couple of days. And little did he know, Justin would be right there with him at each of his destinations. So much for spending time with Delaine this weekend. Strangely enough, knowing he’d see her when she came back to work made him look forward to Monday morning for the first time in his entire career.
Chapter Six
“Justin? What are you doing here?” Delaine’s eyes went wide for a split second then her instinctive game face snapped into place. Thank goodness her body knew what to do because her brain had completely checked out.
“Hey, beautiful! It’s nice to see you. What are you doing here?”
“I asked you first,” she countered, unable to think of anything else to say.
“I’m a contractor for Quality Control. I’m usually up in the QC labs.”
“Really? I don’t recall you saying you worked here in our previous conversations.” A grimace almost peeked through her painted-on smile when Sapa began to growl. And she was growling at Delaine, not Justin. The man had called her every day since they met and she’d purposely avoided the subject of work. The guilt was eating her alive.
“We didn’t really talk much about work. You told me you were a production process something-or-other but I didn’t know you worked in this facility. There are several pharma and biotech companies in South Charlotte these days. But you’re a contractor, right? How long will you be here?”
Was that a flicker of guilt in his eye? Maybe it was her own conscience getting to her. Whatever it was disappeared so quickly all she had to go on was her own unease as Sapa’s thoughts insinuated into her head.
* You will tell him in time, Suta, but not today. Ask him to lunch. * Before Delaine knew it, she was doing exactly what Sapa told her to. Now that was a first.
“Uh, how about lunch, Justin?” His smile lit up her world.
* Very good, Suta. You have just made our mate very happy .*
‘Will you stop calling him that?’ Delaine blushed in her head. Sapa just seemed so sure, but she just wasn’t. It wasn’t a feeling she was familiar with.
* Ceasing to call him mate will not make him any less ours .*
‘Damn it, Sapa…’ Justin’s deep voice snapped her out of her private conversation.
“Listen, I just need to return these samples to the lab and I’ll meet you…uh, where?” he asked.
“I’m parked in Lot J, Slot 2. Say, ten minutes?”
* * * * *
“Derrick, I’m in deep here. I just ran into Delaine Jeris in a secured elevator. I can almost guarantee she was on her way down to The Vault.”
“How do you know?”
“Because that’s where I was going, damn it. If she hadn’t gotten on that elevator I’d be down there right now