He said it to annoy Lara’s cousin, but the words echoed around his mind. Would it be so bad to work in a place like this? Of course not. The thing was, he never would’ve had the opportunity, if he hadn’t had an invitation from the boss’s daughter and a false identity to work under. There was no point in getting comfortable with the idea.
“You’re way off course there,” Harry replied, smugly. “Find the source of the fraud and give the evidence to Lara.”
Draco’s heckles rose. “I’ve been meaning to ask, why didn’t you get off your arse and sort it for her, if you’re so devoted?”
Harry’s expression turned to thunder.
“Oh wait,” Draco continued, “silly me, I don’t suppose you have the skill set, do you?”
Harry spoke under his breath, and through gritted teeth. “I helped Lara find you against my better judgement. If I could’ve helped her myself I would’ve done it.”
“Of course you would. I see that now.” Draco sipped his coffee.
“If you had any sort of criminal background and there was any threat to her safety, I never would’ve agreed to this.”
“Lara told me you were the one who did the dirty work, hiring a PI to find me.”
That touched a nerve. “She shouldn’t have told you, and if you ever try to use it against me, you’ll regret it.”
Draco eyeballed him, his dislike becoming intense. “You’ve got me all wrong, I’m not threatening you.”
“Where are you hiding out anyway, do you crawl back under your rock at night?”
“So Lara didn’t share that information? Interesting.” Draco knew he’d hit a few buttons. Harry looked livid, as if he barely had a hold of his rage. “You can dig all you want, but if Lara didn’t want you to know, I’m not about to share.” The last thing he wanted was Harry turning up at their love nest with his futile attempt to be threatening.
He wanted to tell Lanky to deal with it, get over himself and face up the fact she wanted some other guy. Why? Because Lanky Harry wanted her for himself. This face off wasn’t about security and taking care of Lara, it was about Lara and wanting her. Draco was all too willing to use his fists, to wipe the smile off Harry’s face. That could jeopardize things for Lara and her project, though. So he resisted the urge to test Harry’s metal physically. There were numerous reasons he had to keep himself clean. Sky was in London too. She and Rory were spending time together and they had him worried. He needed to stay out of jail, not go down the path Sean did, in case he had to play big brother and pick up the pieces of her broken heart.
“Catch you later, Harry.” Picking up the coffee cups, he left,
Back at the desk he found Lara watching him approach, as if she had something on her mind. Had she seen Harry going in to the kitchenette? “What’s up?”
“I was wondering if you could really do the database with one hand behind your back?”
That was a relief, “Yes. To be honest I could do with something more challenging to get my teeth into.”
“More challenging than this intense work we’ve been doing today?” She queried. Again there was a simmering, sexy look in her eyes.
“You liked it. Is it the danger?”
He blushed, but she didn’t look away. “I don’t know. I’m curious about everything. What about you?”
She was canny, turning the question back on him. “I’m a guy. Guys are into everything.”
She stared at him in disbelief for a moment then burst out laughing.
“Its natural curiosity.”
She gave him a warning glance.
“Don’t be shy.” He reached out and took her hand, teasing his fingers against hers.
“I can’t help it. I’m not used to talking about sex out loud.”
“I bet you talk about it with your girlfriends.”
She did a funny little shrug and stared down at his hand on hers.
When she’d said she was inexperienced he hadn’t really given it much thought. Looking at her with faint flush on her cheeks from embarrassment, the curiosity in her eye