Page 124 of Hollywood Undercover
“Well that’s the sweetest thing you’ve said to me all day, Alexandra,” he whispered to her. He pressed a kiss on her neck as he ran his hands up and down her back, sending heat through the gauzy white blouse she was wearing. “What are you doing here? I thought you said you’d be busy the next littlewhile.”
“I am. I wanted to come by since I saw you earlier, but things were crazy. Let’s goinside.”
“Sure.” Bash reached around her and opened the frontdoor.
They stepped inside and she lifted up on her tiptoes to kiss his lips. Suddenly the events of the day didn’t matter as much anymore, not while his skin was onhers.
When they came up for air, Bash smiled. “Just what I needed, and right on time. How did your daygo?”
His attempt at small talk fell flat as their eyes met and sparks lit up between them all over again. Trying to steady her emotions and her need, she took a deep breath. Her desire was already sky high, but she sensed he had something on his mind. “It was as expected, more or less. How about you? You seemed so downearlier.”
He looked away for a moment. “Yeah. I got some not so great news from the specialist during my appointment at theclinic.”
“Oh?” She instinctively looked down at his injured knee, and back up at his face. “You should have phoned me. Do you want to talk aboutit?”
“Sure, but you look like you’ve been through the ringer too. Is everythingokay?”
Alexandra let out a long breath. “I wouldn’t know where tostart.”
“Well, I’m getting dinner ready. Why don’t you go change into something relaxing, and we can fill each otherin?”
“Great idea. I’ll be rightback.”
Alexandra headed upstairs to his room for the clothes she had left at his place after his surgery. Wilkes’ harsh cautionary message earlier came to mind, about Bash only being in it for the sex. It clearly wasn’t the case, yet she felt the need to defend the comment after thefact.
What the hell does Wilkes know,anyway?
After changing, taking off her makeup, and removing her wig—which was now a real pain to manage—Alexandra went back down to thekitchen.
“What’s on the menu, chef?” she asked as she walkedin.
“Pan-seared white fish with vegetables. I’ll be eating super-lean for the next fewmonths.”
“It sounds great.” She took a seat at the small eat-in kitchen table at one side of the large room. “So does this have to do with yournews?”
He nodded. “Long story short, it’s going to be a long, difficult road ahead to get back to my job as afirefighter.”
“Sorry to hear that. What did they say?” He filled her in as he kept an eye on the fish and veggies. “Is there anything I can do tohelp?”
“I’m afraid I have to go it alone. For the next few months, I’ll need to eat, breathe and sleep physical therapy and preparation for my firefighter’s physicalexam.”
“God, it sounds just like what my next few months will be like. Hard, grueling and not at allfun.”
“Is that what you were upset about when you gothere?”
“That and thensome.”
He turned to her for a moment. “It wasn’t aboutWilkes?”
So, it’s true. Sebastian and Wilkes actuallymet.
Holyhell.
“He came by here, didn’the?”
“Yes. He seemed like a really niceguy.”
“Really?”
