Page 107 of Covert Mission
“Bring it,” he murmured.
Fury flared in the older man’s eyes. “If anything goes wrong with the enforcers or guards, you’ll answer to me.”
“Understood, sir.”
Richardson shoulder-checked Seth as he continued to walk down the hall.
Seth and Teagan remained silent until Richardson left the floor.
Teagan whistled. “Are you sure that was wise?”
“It was the only way to draw his attention from you.”
“We need you healthy and whole, Seth,” she whispered. “You can’t be out of commission.”
“I’ll do what’s necessary to protect you. End of discussion.”
She hissed. “That’s what I was afraid of. In case you forgot, I’m more than capable of taking care of myself and you. Don’t throw yourself into the line of fire as a distraction again.”
Why couldn’t she let this go? Didn’t she know he would do anything to protect her, even sacrifice himself if necessary? Teagan Paloni was everything to him. Everything.
He cupped her chin in the palm of his hand and took her mouth with a hard, possessive kiss. “I can’t promise that.”
“You’re infuriating, Dixon.”
“So I’ve been told.” Another hard kiss, then, “We should get back. Peters will miss us soon.”
“We’ll revisit this discussion.”
A curt nod. “Later.” When they didn’t have a potential audience.
The rest of their shift continued without incident. Although Seth monitored Peters, the leader spent most of his time on the phone or on his computer.
“Is anyone on your team a computer expert?” he asked Teagan in a soft voice.
“Riley. Why?”
“We need to see what’s on our fearless leader’s computer.”
“That could be arranged, but we might not have to sneak her in to get the job done.”
Sounded interesting. Something for them to discuss when they were in a safer location.
Peters opened his door and stepped into the corridor. After locking his office door, he glanced at Seth and Teagan. “You’re dismissed for the day. Have my security team ready at 7:00 tomorrow morning. They’re to meet me at the dining hall. I have a full day planned. In fact, I may need to return tonight to prepare for more meetings.”
Not what he wanted to hear. “Are you sure that’s wise, sir?”
“What do you mean?”
“You put in a long day already, Mr. Peters. Getting a good night’s rest might be more beneficial than a late-night planning session.”
“If you’re working, you’ll also need a security team with you,” Teagan added.
He studied her for a moment. “Yes,” he murmured. “I will need a security detail or at least one personal bodyguard, won’t I?”
Seth stiffened, not liking where this was going. “My team also needs rest, sir. We have an early-morning session with the enforcers and bodyguards scheduled to begin at 0400. I need my teammates at the top of their game.”
Peters flicked him a glance. “You may be right, Dixon. I’ll think about it over dinner. Come.” He gestured toward the end of the hallway. “If we hurry, we’ll beat the rush.”