My fists balled up as I watched him give her a once-over as she tried to calm Maggie Maye down.
Prick. It wasn’t like I had any issue with the guy. He had gotten a few people off on a lot less than they deserved, but he had seemed like an okay guy. Except for how he was looking at Sydney right now.
“I wanted to make sure you were okay. I was worried about you when you left. And with someone breaking into the museum tonight, I just wanted to make sure everything was okay.”
Sure you were… dick.
“You’re so sweet, but I’m fine. Mike told me about that. I’m glad nothing was taken. It would be a shame to lose any pieces of the town’s history.”
Wesley sighed. “Me, too. I had something I wanted to talk to you about. Mind if I come in for a bit, maybe have a glass of wine?”
What in the fuck? Is he crazy?
“Hey, Wesley.”
The sound of my voice caused him to look up at me. He frowned as I descended the stairs. Then he forced a smile. “Mike.”
When he looked back at Sydney, she didn’t offer up any excuses why I was there or coming down from the second floor, most likely from her bedroom. I could still see the flush on her cheeks, and her kiss-swollen lips said exactly what we had just been doing.
“I hadn’t realized you had an overnight guest. My apologies.”
Sydney looked from me to Wesley. “Mike stopped by to help me research something, and he also wanted to make sure I was okay.”
Wesley sent me a look that screamed he was not happy I was there.
Friend only, my ass.
“Well, I knew you had a rough day. Are you doing better?” Wesley asked, a touch of bitterness in his voice.
“I am. Thanks for stopping by, but if you don’t mind, Mike and I were… ah… we were… um… making pizzas?”
I chuckled to myself. God, I adored this woman.
“It was great seeing you again, Wesley,” I said, walking up behind Sydney and placing my hands on her shoulders.
“You, too. Have a good evening, Sydney. Let me know if you need anything.”
“Thank you, Wesley. We’ll talk tomorrow?”
“Of course. Good night.”
The moment she shut the door, she turned and sagged against it. “I’m so sorry he interrupted.”
I framed her face with my hands and kissed her. Her arms came up through mine and wrapped tightly around my neck.
When we withdrew, I smiled. “I better let you get some rest. You’ve had a long, emotional day.”
Her eyes filled with disappointment. I ran my fingertip down her cheek and along her jawline. “The first time I make you come, Syd, I want to be in a bed, with you naked, and my hands and mouth all over you.”