g her, but couldn’t do anything about it.
As the evening wore on, he knew putting it off would just make it worse and finally, he turned off the movie they had been watching and turned her to face him. He took both her hands in his and said, “I need to tell you something, baby.”
Oh no, here it comes, she thought, the “it’s been great fucking you, but this is it” speech. “Uh huh,” she whispered.
“I have to work all next week and may not be able to contact you before Friday. I’ve had this assignment planned for several months and I am the only one who can do it. If I could, I would send someone else, but it is just not possible. I know the timing sucks, but there is nothing I can do.”
Yep, here it was. He’d wrapped it up in a nice package, but Jenna was sure that, come the end of the week, she would either get the brushoff call or never hear from him again. Well it had been great while it lasted and she still had tonight. One more night of great sex. If that’s all she got, she would take it.
“Why so sad, baby?” he asked.
“Just tired. I think I’m ready to go in the bedroom. Are you coming, or do you need to go?” she asked.
“I’d like to spend the night. I don’t have to leave until early in the morning and want to make love to you again to hold me through the week,” he said with a cheeky grin.
“Okay, I’d like that too,” she said, tightening her resolve. She’d take what she could get and be happy with it.
Kyle made gentle love to Jenna, waking her several times during the night. He felt that she was holding something back. He couldn’t tell for sure what it was, but there was something there. Morning came too soon, and he hated to wake her, but was not going to leave without saying good-bye.
He woke her and they said their good-byes. Kissing her with all the love he felt, he left. There was still something Jenna was holding back, but he needed to get his head in the game and do his job.
A quick call to Evan to let him know he and his team needed to take over and watch Jenna, and he was on his way.
Chapter Eight
Jenna spent the Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday working from home. She didn’t leave the house. This was not unusual for her and no one gave it any thought. The normal team meeting was Thursday, and she had to go into the office. By then her face had healed and she was feeling pretty good.
Kyle had called once each day, which she hadn’t expected, but could only talk for a short time. Maybe the brush-off she had been expecting wasn’t coming. She was afraid to get her hopes up and decided to take it at face value and just enjoy the calls.
Looking forward to getting out of the house and seeing some of her friends, Jenna woke early Thursday, and headed to the office. It was an uneventful day and very productive. She made plans to come in again on Friday and prepared to go home.
Halfway home, her car jerked and she heard the dreaded thumping sound of a flat tire. Fuck, she thought, hoping she had a working spare and also hoping someone would come along to help. She could change a tire, but why do so if someone else would do it for her?
She pulled over and as she got out of the car, a van pulled in behind her. A man got out of the van and offered to help. Opening her trunk, Jenna let him take the tire and other things he would need out. The man made Jenna feel icky. He kept licking his lips and looking at her like she was an ice cream cone.
A member of Evan’s team, Don had been following Jenna, but was a couple of cars behind and the van stopped first. Jenna didn’t know Don, or that he was a member of Evan’s team. She wasn’t aware that Evan and Kyle had someone watching her.
Playing it cool, Don walked up and asked, “Miss, do you need help?”
“No!” answered the man who had stopped. “I can take care of the lady.”
“Miss, you okay?” asked Don again.
“I think he can handle it, but maybe you should stay in case he needs help,” Jenna said, smiling at the new man. She didn’t know either man, but this second man didn’t make her feel as uncomfortable as the first and her instincts told her she could be safe with him.
“Not a bad idea. My name is Don, what’s yours?”
“Hi Don, I’m Jenna. I’m sorry I don’t know this man’s name.”
“Name’s Paul,” the man said shortly. “And I got this, you don’t need to stay,” he said, dismissing Don. What Jenna didn’t know was that Paul was one of the two missing wannabes from the club Saturday night. He and his friends had been waiting for a chance like this. Big Jim wanted Jenna to finish what he had started, and they all wanted to get revenge on her and Rachel for getting them banned from the club and all the clubs in the country. They also planned on using the two women to get the internet postings removed. It was seriously cramping their style. He needed to get this jerk to move along. Big Jim and a couple of the guys were waiting in the van to take Jenna and play with her.
“No problem,” Don said squatting down beside Paul. “The two of us working together can get this done so Jenna can get on her way.”
Great, thought Paul. Way to ruin his plans. Jim was gonna be hotter than hell. Not a good thing. They would just have to come up with something else.
Don and Paul got the tire changed and Don watched as Jenna drove off. Paul followed her as Don figured he would, so he followed Paul. When he got back to his car, Don made a quick call to Evan to let him know that Paul was following Jenna. Don knew who Paul was from the surveillance pictures they had but hadn’t wanted to say anything in front of Jenna, and unless the man pulled something, Don had no reason to confront him. He could make sure the creep didn’t get close to her again. The tire thing was too close a call. They would have to step up and be more on the ball.
By the time Jenna got home, Evan had sent Kyle a text, and he and Dave were sitting in Jenna’s parking lot waiting for her.