“We’re fine,” Hadley said.
“Yes, we rested after last night’s events.” Bennett met her gaze, and he could tell she was thinking of all the ways theyhadn’trested.
Hell. Hadley Lockwood fried his brain.
“Good,” David said. “We’ll keep working on Kitty. We need to know if there are more moles at Secura. And she must know something that can help us track down this damn Westley.”
Bennett’s phone vibrated. He pulled it out and saw lots of messages from Maudie. He thumbed through them.
“Everything okay?” Hadley asked.
“Maudie’s sent a bunch of messages. Says there’s something urgent at work.”
“There’s nothing more you can do here,” David said. “Helene will keep up the interrogation.”
Killian nodded. “Hadley, for now, keep your cover. Make sure there are no more leaks at Secura.” The man frowned. “I feel like this isn’t over.”
Hadley and Bennett made their way to his car. He’d taken his Bentley Continental GT today. The sleek, silver sports car was his second favorite in his collection.
“It’s not good if Killian has a bad feeling,” Hadley said. “His bad feelings are legendary for being right.”
Bennett grunted. They got in the car and left MI6, heading for the Secura office.
“Who the hell is this Westley?” Bennett said.
“Someone who wants to hurt you.” She turned to face him. “You must know who it is. This feels very personal.”
“Maybe someone from Afghanistan uncovered my identity? It’s not exactly a secret that I was SAS.”
She frowned, nibbling her lip. It brought back memories of the night before.
Damn. The last thing he needed right now was an erection.
“Well, keep thinking,” she said. “Maybe something will pop.” She eyed him. “Bennett?”
“Hmm?”
“You’re thinking about sex.”
“Beautiful, I do that anytime I’m around you. And now that I know how it feels to sink inside you, it’s just made it worse.”
There was a faint touch of pink on her cheeks. “Bennett.”
“Don’t tell me you aren’t thinking about it, too.”
“We have work to do.”
“I can multitask.” He touched her thigh. “I’m going to be thinking about when I can touch you again next.”
He saw the glimmer of uncertainty on her face before she hid it.
“Stop freaking me out,” she said.
He squeezed her leg. “I know it’s scary, but I’m not going anywhere. I’m not going to betray you. I’m doing the opposite. I’m here for you. Always.”
“Freaking me out.”
He squeezed her leg again.