Testing The Boss(33)

But somehow everything he did around Evelyn turned sexual. Every look she gave, every time she laughed at one of his jokes—which was rather difficult considering she was a tougher critic than most of the people around him—it was like an electrical charge would fill the room.

It had always been that way, now that he thought about it. Somehow they’d put all that energy into hating each other before. But now that he’d spent more time with her, it was clear that what he thought was a mutual hatred before was actually just a really, really intense chemistry. A chemistry he had never experienced before.

And Luke had thought he was an expert on chemistry.

“Are you planning on getting out of town too?” she asked, still not removing his hand.

“I think that would be best,” he said carefully. “With my FBI escort, of course.”

“Of course.” She rolled her eyes. “So where are we going?”

“I don’t want to go too far. I have a place in the Hamptons. It’s off-season right now, but we can still escape there for a few days. I can have Cali reschedule all my meetings that need to be in person and call into the rest.”

“Sounds good. I have my boss looking into who at the FBI gave Longineu my information. He’s discreetly following up on a few leads.”

“Any ideas?”

“One. I don’t know many people at the New York Bureau, but there was one woman who seemed to go out of her way to make me comfortable. I’m starting to wonder if maybe it wasn’t my charming personality that won her over.” She pulled her knee out from under his hand, and he could see the tension creep into her shoulders.

“It might not be her.” Luke had no idea what to say in a case like this, but it was obvious that Evelyn didn’t want this woman to be the one giving information to Longineu.

“We’ll know for sure when we pull her bank records. Back in Texas, this was my job, you know. Sniffing out dirty cops. For some stupid reason, I thought I wouldn’t have to deal with it here. That I could let my guard down. Should’ve remembered that corruption isn’t solely around the Mexican border.”

“And yet you still want to go back?” asked Luke.

“At least there I know the rules. Rich bad, poor good.”

“Really?”

“Only the bribed cops are the ones driving the fancy cars. The good ones all get shot.”

“Like you.”

“Like me.”

“Maybe it’s time for a change,” he said. “New York needs good agents.” He didn’t know what he was talking about. If Evelyn hated the city, who was he to ask her to stay? But he didn’t want to think about the idea of her leaving. Especially not after solving this case. Because he wanted Longineu to pay, but he didn’t want him getting what he wanted to coincide with something else he wanted leaving the state.

“I have a confession.” Evelyn turned to face him.

Luke took advantage of their newfound closeness and set both hands on her knees, testing her new boundaries. “I love confessions. Is it sexy?”

She didn’t move his hands. “Not sexy. Stupid. The woman who I’m suspicious of—Gail—before yesterday, I trusted her. And since you’re important to this investigation and Longineu saw me in your office, I had Gail tail you.”

“You were worried about me?”

“Worried about the investigation,” she clarified. “So basically, there’s a chance that I had a dirty agent follow you last night.”

“Oh, that is a juicy confession.” Luke leaned forward. “I’m going to make you pay for that one.”

Evelyn leaned in just the slightest bit, and Luke held his breath. If she kissed him, there would be no stopping this time. He’d carry her right up to his bedroom and not let her leave until he’d made her orgasm at least three times. She’d be screaming his name until her voice was raw...

“You’re not going to go easy on me?”

“Not in the slightest,” he warned.

“Ass,” she said with a smile as she jumped off her stool, breaking the moment.

Shit. Cold shower for one, coming up.

“I have to make some calls. How soon will you be ready to leave?”

“Just have to shower and pack,” he called as she turned the corner out of the kitchen.

“Meet you down here in an hour!”

Just a few more hours, he promised himself. Then they’d be alone for days in his secluded Hamptons cottage. And then he could do whatever he wanted with her.





CHAPTER THIRTEEN


Evelyn was in over her head. She tapped her pen repeatedly on the notebook in front of her as the scenery outside passed by. Luke was at the wheel of his Pagani Zonda and for some reason felt the need to drive at breakneck speeds down the highway.