Page 11 of Bad Situation

“We didn't need all that extra attention, and they were being noisy too. Grant needs his sleep.” Harry explained.

That might be true, but she was sure the real reason was that Harry didn't want them to know anything at this point. That probably went double for the three new recruits that no one was sure of yet.

“Besides, you don't want them to know anything yet. Whether they know or not, you must realize that they're suspecting a hell of a lot.”

“We'll probably tell them, but it's best that we know first before we start spreading information around. You did a good job of keeping information limited for now. Just goes to show you were a good choice for this position.”

“Maybe, but I’m not so sure. This job is a lot harder than I expected.” Jenna admitted.

“It may be, but you're not planning to stay, so it's only a limited time that you'll have to put up with this. I know you can do anything for a little while if you put your mind to it.”

“That's one way to look at it. Poor Grant really got nailed. You think you'll be alright in the morning?”

“Trying to figure out if you need to give his job to someone else?” Harry asked.

“I don't want to send any of the others out that far. They may not come back, and if they do, they may be in worse shape than he's in.”

“Finding some qualities in this guy that you can appreciate?”

“I see good qualities in him, but he's so mean to me that I don't want anything to do with him," Jenna admitted.

“You are the only one he's like that with. Maybe you need to think about what that means.”

Jenna just shook her head. Harry disappeared, and Jenna headed back down the stairs and was pleased to see everyone had headed to their rooms. She cleaned, set the pots back on, and put some bread in the bread maker for tomorrow. She had some muffins left over, but not enough, so she made a cake and put it on toe bake. It would be done at a good time for her to go to bed. For now, she ran back up to check on Grant. He was easy to get along with when he was asleep.

After she watched him sleep for a few minutes, she headed back downstairs, where she sat on the couch and played with her phone. Play, there were games and other things that she could pull up to keep her entertained. The cake was done, and she tookit out so it could cool off and covered it so nothing would get into it. It was almost bedtime, so she ran up to check on Grant again. He was no longer sleeping peacefully, so she leaned into him to whisper in his ear that everything was all right.

That's when things went wrong. Grant grabbed her and pulled her to him. “I want you so bad that you tease me even in my dreams.” He pulled her head down and kissed her, holding her so tight she couldn't get away. What in the hell was he doing?

“No, Grant!”

His eyes opened, and he looked at her. “What in the hell are you doing in my room?”

“You were injured, and I've been checking on you. At least I know you'll be fine in the morning.” Jenna turned around and hurried away. That was a little bit more of Grant than she wanted.

He would be on her mind now all the time. The touch of his lips and the heat of her need would be hard for her to handle. Had he even known who she was? Or was there some mysterious woman that he wanted and needed so badly? That would be on her mind, too. Goddess! Why could nothing go right in her life? She hurried downstairs to check on her crock pots and her bread maker even though everything was already set up and there was nothing to do. Jenna just needed something to take her mind off what had just happened so she could calm herself and prepare to go to bed.

When he had come completely awake and recognized her, it was like he thought she had sneaked into his room to seduce him. Why would he think she would do something like that? Heaven help her. Now, she wanted to do that. Even though her mind was a mess, she hurried up the stairs and prepared to go to bed. Usually, she was awake before the alarm, but it should not surprise her that that was not the case this morning. She'd hopedthings would seem better when she woke, but again, it was no surprise everything was still chaos in her mind,

Jenna hurried up so she could have food ready for breakfast in case anyone wanted to eat and, of course, for herself. It was barely ready before Grant came down, and from the look on his face, his mood was no better this morning than it had been last night. He threw some money on the counter and grabbed some of the food that she had just prepared. Grant could always be counted on as a customer, but she didn't think she would ever be able to call him a friend.

He was not downstairs long before the others joined them. She could see from the look on their faces that they all wished to question him. Hell, she wished to question him and know what had occurred, but no one was brave enough. Grant took his plate, grabbed his list, and hurried out of the room, leaving her to deal with the curiosity of the others. Jenna looked at them and shook her head.

“He didn't wait until this morning, and he hasn't said anything. There is nothing I can tell you except be careful.” Jenna explained as she handed out the lists, and people began to leave.

Why did it always seem that everything dropped onto her? He could have told them something because it was obvious that they were all worried. She was sure he had been attacked and that he had taken out whoever had attacked him. But wherever it had happened, he must have left the bodies because Harry didn't know anything about it. It was never good to leave bodies lying around. It was a surprise that no one called to complain about those bodies. Were the haters cleaning up after themselves? That was never something they had done before, and she couldn't see them doing it now.

Maybe she would find out something later in the day, but she was pretty sure it wouldn't come from Grant. Throughout theday, no matter what she was doing, she kept thinking about that kiss. Damn him. That had changed everything, and now all she could do was think about him. Today was a slow day, so she wasn't even busy. She did get a couple of calls and added jobs to the list. Most of the jobs she got came from Rita. The phone rang, and she hurried to answer it.

“This is Moe. You need to be careful today because one of the guys who attacked Grant got away and swore revenge. Don't be mad. Grant just remembered that, and he's afraid that they will come to the office. Harry will be there for lunch, so have something there for her to eat. We will reimburse you. Okay?"

“No problem. I wish we could get rid of those haters. I'm getting so tired of them, and I'm afraid one of us is going to get killed.” Jenna admitted. It kind of hurt her to say that, but it was true.

She was the least likely one to get killed since she had an artifact that would work against any kind of violence or magic. Her grandmother had also given her an artifact that supposedly gave her good luck. Under the circumstances, she was working here and figured any bit of luck was needed. Grant also had an artifact, but it only worked against magic. The thought was that he was a big, tough wolf, and he would be able to get himself out of any violent situation.

Apparently, that wasn't completely true. Maybe he needed a better artifact as well, or maybe some witches needed to be brought in to work as part of the team in the field. If nothing else, some of those haters would be reluctant to come up against a witch. She wasn't very happy about doing it, but maybe she needed to go out into the field a little bit and see what she could do about those haters. If any of her people got hurt, it would be a weight on her shoulders.

Harry flashed in. She was a good surprise. Not only was the company paying for the large amount of food that she wasgoing to consume, but she also liked Harry and felt safe in her presence. Safety was for her own people, not for the haters.

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