"The bugs can't be traced to who is listening, but they are hopeful the app can be." And the list of names gave them a starting place to look as well.
"Oh."
"You do not want to know."
"I need to know, but no, I don't want to know which of my coworkers betrayed me." Blythe bit her lip, vulnerability burning in her blue gaze. "I'm hoping it's not actually a friend. I don't have that many of them."
Fury at the person responsible for putting that look on Blythe's face simmered inside Tor.
"That's a scary look on your face," Blythe said.
"Not for you."
"No, I know, but you're really angry that someone infiltrated the privacy of your family through me."
"My family's privacy will always be under attack," he pointed out. "That you were used is unacceptable and when we discover the culprit, they will know it."
"Your brothers thought I was the leak." Hurt radiated off of her.
"My brothers knew only that the leaks coincided with your visits. Only a fool would believe you willing to undermine your relationship with Janne and my brothers are not fools."
"They asked you to look into me."
Tor considered whether to tell her of his suspicions and realized there was no choice to make. If believing his brothers doubted her hurt Blythe, Tor could not withhold the truth.
"I think they were playing matchmakers."
Blythe jerked, clearly startled. "What?"
"Janne knows you as well as you know her. There can be no doubt that she was well aware there was something between us."
"But how?"
"I do not think you hid your interest in me as well as you believed."
"She never said anything."
"Didn't she?"
"She said she thought I had a thing for you, not that she thought we were seeing each other."
"I'm not sure she put it together until this last year. But she and my brothers all wondered once I took the job in New York and we started avoiding each other, rather than seeing more of each other as two friends would do under normal circumstances."
"I…"
"I did not understand why my brother Holger did not simply call you and ask what was going on. Or send in his own security team to search for the bugs."
"You think it was because he was matchmaking?"
"He and Geir have both remarked in the past year that it seems like I was avoiding you." Which he had been doing.
Her brows drew together in an adorable pout. "They were right."
"Yes." He would not apologize. She'd broken up with him, not the other way around.
Blythe sighed and snuggled closer. "So, they interfered?"
"Yes."