I made a pot of coffee, poured myself some water then found a warm protein drink. I normally drink one in the mornings for breakfast, but with the commotion going on I’d forgotten to put them in the fridge.
I shoved several six packs into the fridge reminding myself that had Max not fed me last night I probably would have forgotten to eat.
Stress does that to me, I was definitely going to have to pick up some vitamins today, along with something for Killers breath. I’d forgotten to stop by the store too.
I’d been guzzling down my protein drink when Max wandered into my house. He gave Killer a long scratch behind his ears then gave me a short, soft kiss on the lips. I was almost jealous of Killer for the extra attention he’d received.
“Let’s sit outside. There’s coffee if you want it.”
I sat down in the outside chair, kicked up my feet, and scanned the area. Max joined me after pouring himself some coffee.
I didn’t think I would ever get over how sexy he looked. Every time I saw him he seemed to emanate sexy more than the last time I’d seen him. And I didn’t think he did much but shower and get dressed in the morning. I licked my lips, now was not the time to start drooling.
“What’s on your mind, Montana?”
I cleared my throat. Not being able to have him in my bed was on my mind.
“Confidentiality?” I asked.
“I need some dirt on this man who’s threatening to sue Shawn. I can find it myself, but time is of the essence right now, and I think it will take me more time than he has.”
Max didn’t say anything, letting me continue.
“My sister just found out she’s pregnant. She’s afraid this man will ruin their lives and leave them broke.”
“Congratulations to her.”
“Yes. She’s more stressed than happy and doesn’t want that to affect her pregnancy. Shawn also doesn’t know about her contacting me for the information. Shawn does know about the baby.” I smiled. “Zoë would very much appreciate me not saying anything to Shawn. We need keep it a secret.”
“What are you planning on doing with this dirt I might be able to get on him?”
“I’m not sure yet. It depends on what you give me.”
Max considered this for a moment, gazing deep into my eyes, his face composed.
“Promise me you won’t do anything stupid when I get you the info.”
I grinned. “What do you consider stupid?”
“I caught my bad guy.”
A long sigh, he didn’t believe me, I didn’t blame him.
“What’s this guy’s name?”
I put on a serious face to keep from giggling. “Dick Nibbledink.”
Max burst out laughing, causing a domino effect on me.
“Are you serious?” He said when he caught his breath.
He chuckled. “I would’ve changed my name a long time ago if I was him.”
We stared out at the ocean again in silence.
“Are you ready to hear about my case now?” He asked in a low voice.
“Why not? I’m doing you a big favor. I thought maybe that meant you wanted to partner up with me.”
“I’m seriously considering it Max.” I took a deep breath. “I’d like to take this slow. See if it works.”
He glared at me. “You know it will work. What are you afraid of?”
Without letting me answer him he glanced at his watch, “I have to go. My client is expecting me soon.”
He stood up still glaring at me, “I’ll be back tonight with some food,” then he was gone.
I listened as he hit the gas a tad too hard when he started his truck, and waited until he pulled out of my drive before lighting a smoke.
“I didn’t mean to piss him off Killer, but he wants a long term relationship with me, I can see it in his eyes.”
I scratched Killer on the head.
“He’s the only guy I’ve met that would be able to shatter my heart into pieces if it didn’t work out, that’s what I’m afraid of.”
I rubbed Killers nose. “I know you’ll keep my secret.”
What hurt even more was I knew if I didn’t snag him soon someone else would. I didn’t think I could bear that either.
“What a tangled web we weave,” I let out a long sigh, “damned if I do and damned if I don’t. I have to go run some errand’s Killer I’ll be back as soon as I can.”
I needed to think about everything else that was going on instead of Max, so I checked Killer’s food and water, grabbed my car keys and scuba gear then headed out the door.
Once in the car, I checked my purse for the amulet Rose gave me last year for protection. I found it in the bottom corner and pulled it out. It wasn’t waterproof, so I couldn’t take it swimming with me. I had no idea if it even gave me any protection, but to stay on the safe side I would carry it on my person from now on.
Besides, the amulet was beautifully made, and Rose had done it all by hand. The amulet was a black leather pouch that was sewn up with dark blue beads and attached to a black beaded necklace. There were three small tourmaline crystals hanging from the bottom of the pouch, representing different metaphysical attributes.
The blue tourmaline crystal was for communication and psychic awareness, the green tourmaline crystal was for creativity, prosperity, abundance and it represents the life energy of plants, and the black is supposed to protect against negativity. She had also filled the pouch with a few things for protection like rosemary.
She wanted me to keep it on me at all times.
I wanted to think Rose was a New Ager, but I think she just combined everything she liked into her own religion.
I stuck the amulet into my pocket then pulled out the protection I relied on most, my 357 Revolver. It was a big gun and had a punch to it when fired; it made me feel like a bad ass.
I could hit anything I aimed for with this gun, practiced at a firing range every time I got the chance, and liked to keep it on me at all times. I’d never shot anyone with the weapon and hoped I would never have to.
I made sure it was loaded then put it back into my purse.
I started my Challenger and closed my eyes for a second. I didn’t foresee having to use the gun, but with my sister being threatened and me stealing jewelry it was probably a good thing to keep near me at all times.