Sarah’s pulse soared. Stay calm. “I had trouble locating the Pepto.”
Amy grinned and lowered her arm. “I heard that hot guard followed you in there.”
Damn it. Here she thought Clay and Dirk were keeping watch. Then again, someone like Russ might have watched her head down the hallway and then seen Riley trail after her a minute later.
Amy had an intense sex drive and Sarah decided to play up to it. “You caught me.” She glanced around as if what she was about to say was super secret. “We did the nasty,” she whispered.
Amy grinned and clapped. “He’s hot, right?”
A sense of protectiveness shot straight through her. “Yes, but remember, you have Russ.” She didn’t need Amy putting the moves on her man.
Her man? Is that what he is?
Even though Riley was on the right side of the law, Sarah wasn’t in the market for anyone, but those few minutes in the closet would forever be imprinted in her brain—and in her body. Words like sensational, overwhelming, and hot to describe what happened in there would be like saying the Arctic was a bit chilly.
“Russ has been too distracted of late. I think he’s losing his interest in me.”
As much as Sarah would have liked to know what would have drawn Russ away, she didn’t want to appear too curious. “A lot’s happening around here. I bet he’ll come around soon.”
“Let’s hope.”
Not wanting to continue the conversation about sex, she checked her watch. “Before I clock out, I want look in on the girls.”
“You going to see Riley tonight?”
He had mentioned something about seeing her later, but she didn’t want Amy keeping tabs on her. “I’m not sure.”
“Sleep well. I won’t be rolling in until six tomorrow morning. Ugh.”
That was tough. Amy had been there since two. “I heard it won’t be much longer until Statler’s buyer shows up.” Perhaps Russ had updated Amy on what was happening.
Amy shrugged. “Yeah. As hard as it is to drug these girls, it’s probably for the best.”
Sarah had no comeback for that comment, so she smiled and stepped on by, wanting to make sure Nancy didn’t need anything before she left. Of late, Amy had been acting a bit strange and Sarah wondered if Russ wasn’t trying to have her do things that would further harm the women. However, if any of the women weren’t in excellent shape when the buyer came, heads would roll—both hers and Russ’s.
Sarah spent the final few minutes of her shift with Nancy, and when she was satisfied her patient was resting comfortably, she went in search of Russ to tell him she was leaving. Her checking in with him was Statler’s requirement. However, now that this new man was in charge, perhaps she was supposed to tell him. While both men frightened her, the large man at least didn’t look at her like she was little Red Riding Hood—someone to eat.
Sarah spotted Riley and waved. As he came toward her, she swore his eyes changed color. “I wanted to tell someone that I’ve finished my shift,” she said. “I’m supposed to let Russ know, but with that other man in charge now, I’m not sure of the proper protocol.”
“Connolly had to leave, so you’ll have to tell Russ.”
“Damn.” Instead of taking off in search of the man, she just stood there, though what she expected Riley to say or do, she wasn’t sure.
He tapped her nose. “I’ll see you later.” With that, he spun around and headed to the other side of the warehouse.
Did that mean he planned on stopping over at her place when he was finished? More than her blood heated at that thought. Riley didn’t know where she lived, but he could find out if he asked Amy. Needing to tell Russ she was heading home, she checked the warehouse but didn’t find him, which meant he must be outside. As soon as the front door clicked behind her, she spotted him by her car. What the hell?
Sarah straightened her shoulders and approached. “Russ. I was looking for you to let you know I’m leaving.”
“What were you and Amy talking about when Riley, Clay, and Dirk showed up?” His fists clenched and his brows pinched. Not a good sign.
That she was interested in branching out. “Nothing.”
He moved closer. “I saw the way Amy’s eyes lit up. Did she say she wanted to fuck one of them?”
Sarah couldn’t tell if he was jealous or just possessive. “No.” She said there was always room for one more.
“What about you?”
She didn’t know what he was asking, and while she’d been in a lot of uncomfortable situations before, she was too tired to deal with his bullshit. “Can we continue this discussion tomorrow? I really need some sleep.”