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Jaymee shook her head. “No, let’s just stop by the café first and make sure Cheyenne is holding up there.”
“She’s not at work?”
“She’s on mandatory vacation.”
“Paid?”
Jaymee grinned. “Yep. You know, we’re going to have to put grilled cheese on the menu at my café.” She looked down at the bite that was left. “This is the best sandwich I’ve had in a long time. I’m really impressed.”
“Maybe it’s the cook you should hire, instead of the grilled cheese.”
Jaymee laughed with him. “Maybe. Still, it’s an old classic and I’ll bet the kids will love it. As much as I do.”
“I don’t know. You’re like a kid in a candy store with that thing. I don’t think I’ve seen you eat that fast since I met you.”
Jaymee stuck the tip of her tongue out at him, smiling through it. “What can I say? It was delicious.” She kissed the tips of her fingers and sent the kiss flying in the air. “Muah!”
FIVE
As they were leaving the café, Cameron’s phone buzzed and he pulled it from his back pocket. He pressed the screen and read the message.
“Looks like Alex got in,” he said, pride in his voice.
Jaymee was delighted. “He has great timing, doesn’t he?”
“That he does,” Cameron agreed. “I’m texting we’re on our way but that we’re stopping at your café first.”
“Ask him if he wants us to bring him anything. I’ll feed him for his time.”
Cameron looked up at her with only his eyes, leaving his head down. “Free?”
She laughed. “Yes, free, of course, silly man.”
“He ain’t gonna pass that up,” Cameron murmured. “I guess we could have waited to eat until we got there.”
“Uh-uh,” Jaymee said, amusement in her voice. “Then I wouldn’t have had that grilled cheese and the brilliant idea of adding it to my menu at Saltwater.”
“You got me there.”
They got back to Cameron’s Jeep and he pulled open the passenger side door for her before going around and getting in behind the steering wheel.
An hour later, they were pulling up to the massive building where Alex had his personal laboratory. Jaymee made sure the bag on her lap didn’t tilt as she was getting out. She didn’t want any of the sauce on Alex’s sub sandwich to spill out.
They went through the front doors and walked down the huge hallway toward the double doors at the end. There were other people walking around, most of them wearing lab coats or dress shirts with a nice solid-colored tie to bring some color.
When they got to the doors, Cameron looked up at the monitor hanging above them to their right. He pressed a red button on an intercom box.
“Hey, Alex. Let us in. Food delivery for the genius.”
Cameron took the bag from Jaymee and held it up in front of the camera.
“Ah! My eats!” Alex’s voice came through the box and the doors made a loud buzzing sound. The larger door on the right sprung open just enough to indicate it was no longer locked.
Cameron touched another button and the heavy doors began to swing open on their own. Alex was in the middle of the room where there was a circle sunk into the floor like some old seventies living room. One long bench seat stretched the circumference of the circle and it was covered in a soft-looking red/purple fabric.
On a previous occasion, Alex had told them his uncle, who had originally built and run the laboratories, had put the “hole in the ground” as he called it, around the year 1971 and it was a tremendous hit with the ladies.
Jaymee’s only question was why would he create a private lab and then stick something in it that would appeal to ladies. How often did he let ladies into his private lab?
