I couldn’t help it as I busted out laughing. “You’ve thought about this?”
He shook his head as he chuckled. “Nah, but I have thought about you a lot.”
“Be careful out there fighting for our country,” I whispered as I leaned over and kissed him lightly on the lips. “Enjoy the race.”
On that note, I quickly got out of the car. “Wait. At least let me walk you up to your apartment.”
I narrowed my eyes as he held up his hands. “I honestly only want to use your bathroom super quick and I swear I’ll behave.”
Before motioning for him to head in, I caught a glimpse of a man standing across the street.
Ugh. He probably just got off by watching us in the car.
Turning quickly, I shut the door and silently made a vow that I’d never try public sex in the daytime ever again.
KATHLEEN WALKED ONTO THE BUS and placed a manila envelope on the counter before turning and looking back at me. “It’s been a while since you’ve sought me out for work.”
Reaching into the refrigerator, I grabbed a beer for each of us. She reached her hand out and happily took it. I popped the top off and took a long drink.
“Congrats on the win by the way.”
With a fake smile, I replied, “Thanks.”
She gave me that look only a mother could give as she waited patiently for me to explain why I had asked her to have Paislie followed for the last few weeks.
“I just w
anted to make sure she’s okay.”
“Did you hurt her? Break up with her or something?”
“Something like that.”
Kathleen dragged in a deep breath and quickly expelled it as she opened the envelope.
“I didn’t do the work. I had one of my guys who works the Dallas area for me on it. From the reports it seems like your girl has had herself buried inside her apartment and barely ever leaves.”
My head pulled back. “Work?”
“She’s going to work, but that’s about all. She does go to St. Patrick’s a lot and recently started going on Sundays.”
I couldn’t help the small smile that played across my face. I knew how much that church and Sister Elizabeth meant to Paislie.
“Looks like she has a friend by the name of Annie McCarthy. She stops by often but they never go out. She usually brings take out and stays for a few hours before leaving.”
My heart sank, but at the same time I was relieved to know Paislie hadn’t been going out or seeing anyone.
“But then today I got a call from my guy. Said he was sending me some pictures. Looks like your girl met someone at a small café earlier this morning. Couldn’t get info on the guy; he was driving a rental car.”
I swallowed hard. “She met a guy? You said she had breakfast with him?”
She smirked and shook her head as she pulled out some pictures. “They had more than breakfast.”
Placing the pictures on the counter, my heart leapt to my throat and I instantly felt sick to my stomach. The pictures showed Paislie on top of the guy in a car.
“Did they . . . were they having sex?” I asked clearing my throat.
Kathleen shook her head. “He said it looked more like foreplay, but at one point the guy had a condom in his mouth and your girl crawled off of him. Finished the job with her hand.”