Page 62 of Breaking the Rules
“If you two fuck this up again, I don’t want either of you to come crying to me about it.”
“Your support means a lot,” Waverly said dryly.
The door to the bedroom flew open, and Xavier hustled into the room. He was wearing another custom black suit, this one without a tie. The evidence of bed and sex head had been combed out of his hair. He stopped in his tracks when he saw Waverly, and she saw the relief flood his face.
“I thought you took off again,” he sighed.
Micah grumbled something that included the word “pussy” under his breath, and Waverly glared at him. “Behave,” she warned him.
Xavier came into the kitchen and, ignoring the mug she held out for him, dipped his head to capture her mouth. The kiss was swift and hard, possessive. Waverly knew he was using it to remind her of last night and the fact that he’d staked his claim once again.
“I can come back later if you have better things to do than discuss espionage and missing persons,” Micah grumbled.
“Jesus, Waverly. Couldn’t you have put some pants on?” Xavier complained.
“Oh, my God. Both of you sit down and shut up,” she ordered, pointing at the glass and iron dining table.
Xavier opened his mouth again, but she cut him off with a stern look. “Uh-uh, sit,” she told him, shaking her head.
Both men grumbled their way over to the table and sat. A knock at the door had them both rising again.
“Relax. It’s Kate,” she called over her shoulder as she moved to the entryway.
Xavier ignored her and followed her to the door. He wouldn’t let her open it. Instead, he shoved her behind his back and turned the handle.
“Hey, X-Factor. Nice digs,” Kate said, brushing past him. “I brought donuts.” She scented the air. “I’m willing to trade them for coffee.”
Once everyone was settled around the table with sugary baked goods and caffeine, Waverly deigned it time to begin.
“So, to make sure everyone is up to speed, Xavier I assume you blabbed to Micah about my alternate line of employment.”
Xavier nodded, pulling his chair closer to her. “I did.”
“Kate, everyone knows about my work with Target,” Waverly confirmed to her friend.
“Great.” Kate bobbed her blonde head. “Uh-huh. So can we get to the part where Xavier causes a mob scene at Volt?”
“He was my distraction to get to Petra. I had her cornered after we slipped her guards. She has information about Dante, but we were interrupted—”
“Someone thought they were prostitutes,” Xavier filled in.
Waverly shot him a look. “Anyway, I need to get to Petra again, which is going to be more difficult now that her guards think I’m Satan.”
“Did she say why she hasn’t contacted you since that night in Tahoe?” Kate asked.
“She said her father wouldn’t let her. I don’t know if he thinks I was part of the raid, or if I’m just trouble. Either way, after last night, her guards aren’t going to let me within a five-mile radius of her.”
Xavier was kicked back in his chair angled toward her and watching. “So what do we do?”
“I want you to find a way into her house.”
“You want the owners of Invictus Security to break into a house?” Micah clarified.
“It takes balls to play the game,” Waverly said sweetly.
“I’ve been in her house before. It’s a twelve-bedroom mausoleum that sits on five acres. There are guards aplenty. And, as Micah probably knows, an Invictus Security system.”
The pained look on his face told her he was probably hoping she didn’t have that information.
