Page 71 of Noah

Adrienne shouldn’t be surprised he remembered Mhane’s name, but she was. When they talked about it, he had just been through trauma. His whole life had been trauma, yet he remembered her talking about her family and her lost sister.

“Mhane is the only one who might have known where it was. I haven’t visited it at all. If she’s been spending time there, then she’s probably shocked as hell at all the furniture and boxes that turned up out of the blue.”

“I think you’re right.”

“You do?” she asked, glancing at him.

“Who else would know where it is? The female that security at the storage site has been letting in has access and the only way she would get access is if she was given it. If he left it to one daughter, why not the other?”

She looked at him and nodded. “Exactly.”

“You don’t know why she keeps visiting?”

“It’s one of the reasons why I want to go. If I know what’s inside, then I know why she keeps going back. I want to know what’s so damn interesting that my father left it to both of us and Mhane keeps turning up there.”

“You know she’ll get an alert that you’re there?” Briar said from the front.

Adrienne’s head jerked up and she frowned. “What. Why?”

“When we checked with security and told them why we would be coming and that you would have a Number approved security team, they were quick to tell us everything we wanted to know. Including the fact that it’s an electronic alert they can’t open without her thumbprint, and that it will alert Mhane when you’re there.”

“Why would they tell you that?”

“No one wants bad press, especially any bad press concerning Numbers,” Briar said. Cocky he tilted his head and told her. “Everyone wants to be on our good side.” He wiggled his eyebrows.

“You have a good side,” she murmured, seeing laughter in his eyes. “A mischievous side maybe.”

He clutched his heart in fake shock. “Who me? Never. You have me pegged all wrong.”

“Uhuh, I don’t believe it for a second,” she replied. Briar grinned back.

Noah suddenly growled at Briar. He tried to let go of her hand and she had a feeling he was going to do something violent, so she leaned heavily on him. He couldn’t move without flinging her off. “Are you flirting with my female?”

“Noah!” she snapped. Annoyed, one for the ‘my female’ thing, and two because he couldn’t react every time a male lightly flirted, even though she was sure that wasn’t what Briar was doing. “He’s not flirting.”

“He is,” Noah growled.

Briar looked right at him and gave him a solid stare. “No offence to your female but she’s not my type.”

“There’s nothing wrong with her. Now you’re insulting her.”

“No!” Adrienne tried to pull his chin down to her, but he stubbornly wouldn’t look away from Briar. “He’s saying he has a preference. It could be hair colour, smell, or the shape of a female’s body. It’s not a slight against me. We all have types we prefer, and you’re mine.”

Exasperated she sat back and crossed her arms. That was more than she meant to say or wanted to say in front of other people.

Noah relaxed, almost sagging back as his eyes flicked to her. She shook her head at him. “The possessiveness I could do without so maybe we could work on that,” she sniffed.

Owen snorted and she shot a glare at him too. “Sorry love but being possessive is sort of who they are.”

Noah’s lips lifted at the word ‘love’ but at least he didn’t snarl this time.

Briar interrupted, “She’s right I wasn’t flirting. I’m trying to lighten the mood. Keep her happy and content.” Briar nodded at the checkpoints. He had been trying to distract her from the fact that they were approaching the gates.

Noah shrugged his massive shoulders and rolled his neck. “Sorry, I’m not very good at socialising.”

Adrienne’s mouth parted. He had apologised. He was going to take her advice and try to work with his people.

They drove up to the first checkpoint inside Moon and the Number at the gate took their papers checking them over before he waved them through.

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