The Warrior's Way. Jenna Kernan
“Agent Forrest said you were on leave. But he was unclear why you were on leave.”
She glanced at him cautiously, perhaps recognizing a fishing expedition when she heard one.
“Was he?” She made no excuses and offered no answers.
He snorted at her posture. Jack Bear Den slowed his stride to match that of his charge. Sophia Rivas was a beauty, but she wasn’t very big, reaching only to his shoulder.
She looked straight ahead with her chin up, as if nothing bothered her. Well, she bothered him. Had certainly gotten under his skin in record time.
Jack accelerated to reach the passenger side door of his SUV before she did. She increased her speed and then let him go. He had the vehicle door open when she reached him.
She looked younger than thirty-three, with wide dark eyes that shifted to scan the vehicle’s interior before she cast him a dubious gaze.
“Is that your mobile data terminal?”
The laptop was old and looked like it had been kicked down a flight of stairs, but it worked. Mostly.
“What about it?” He knew he sounded defensive. The FBI had all the toys and nearly unlimited resources, and he’d had to fix his side mirror with duct tape.
“Nothing,” she said, wisely closing her mouth.
Her gaze met his and locked in like a sniper zeroing in on her target.
For a moment he saw the trained FBI agent instead of the most appealing woman he’d seen in...forever. He was just dying to know why she was on administrative leave. He was also dying to know what she looked like naked, but that was an incredibly bad idea. He’d been assigned as her protector. It was a sacred duty and nothing came before his duty.
She carried no weapon at her hip. So she preferred a shoulder holster beneath her blazer. He couldn’t see it, but could see just a little honey-brown skin at the modest scoop of her collar. His higher vantage allowed him to also see the slope of her breasts. He glanced away, placing a hand over his own service weapon, which was clipped in a leather holster to his belt. You had to rock it backward to get it clear. Most folks wouldn’t know that. But Sophia Rivas sure would.
She glanced at his hand, his thumb locked under the belt just before his weapon. Then her gaze swept up over him in a way that made his entire body flash between alertness and sexual arousal. Finally her gaze held his. She had big amber eyes framed with dark spiked lashes and the kind of mouth that made a man do stupid stuff.
Oh, no. This was not happening. He was not having sexual fantasies about a woman who looked at his headquarters, vehicle and person with a cool disdain.
How had she ended up in explosives? Forensic explosives expert. Odd choice, that.
He reached for her elbow to assist her and she gave him a certain look that made him hesitate.
“I can make it,” she said and climbed into his vehicle. He moved to close the door, resisting the pull to step nearer to her. Then he rounded his SUV and slid into the driver’s seat.
He wiped his damp palm on his trousers before turning the key. He gave a cough meant to clear his dry throat.
“Thank you for agreeing to help us.”
“I’m not sure how much help I can be. The canyon walls are steep on both sides and we are clearly in a gap in what used to be riverbed.”
“You wouldn’t want to be here if any of the three reservoirs go.”
“Can we tour the interior workings of the dam system?”
“Yes. I’ve arranged a tour for tomorrow.”
She gave a little laugh and shook her head.
“What?”
“My cousin knows that we aren’t seeing the interior until tomorrow?”
“Yes, I mentioned it to him.”
“And yet he sent me up here today. Where is it I will be staying? I didn’t see a hotel or casino.”
“Yeah, we don’t have a hotel, or rather we do and it is connected to the casino, but it’s being renovated. Grand opening is this November. Maybe you can come back.”
“I highly doubt that.”
“Don’t worry, I have a bed for you.”
Agent Rivas was out of the car and marching toward the station before he could turn off the ignition. He didn’t see her again until he reached the squad room and that was only her back as she entered his chief’s office without knocking.
He slowed as Olivia, their dispatcher, gave him a look.
“I wouldn’t,” she advised.
He took her advice and waited. It didn’t take long. Rivas emerged red-faced and panting, her fists clenched. She cast him a murderous look and continued past him. He let her stride away, following until he returned to his seat beside her in his SUV.
“Ready?” he asked.
“Not even close,” she said. “Why didn’t you tell me that we would not be alone?”
“You didn’t really give me a chance. It’s on our tribal gathering grounds. There are several cabins. I’ll be there along with some of the members of Tribal Thunder. But you’ll have a private cabin. It’s a beautiful place beside the river and we have a lodge with a generator for gathering at nights.”
“Nights? I only packed an overnight bag. You think there will be more than one?”
“Tinnin said we’d have you until Tuesday. Time enough to see all four dams, inside and out.”
She rubbed her slender neck and looked straight ahead. “Four days. After that I’m going home, even if I have to walk.”
They sat in silence, the A/C blowing in their heated faces. The air between them seemed to move with currents all their own. He hadn’t felt this kind of attraction, ever.
“Can I call you Jack?” she asked.
“Sounds fine. Shall I call you Sophia?”
“Fine.”
“You want to know why I’m stuck up here in the hinterland instead of working on a case?” she asked.
Jack shifted in his seat. “Sure.”
“I was involved in an incident of fatal force.”
That was a euphemism that told him she’d killed someone. Likely shot them.
“I’m sorry to hear that.”
“So I’m on administrative leave until they finish the investigation and clear me.”
“FBI conducts their own investigations, right?”
“Yes.”
“So you should be fine.”
“What’s that supposed to mean? You think they’ll sweep any mistake I made under some rug bearing the FBI seal?”
He shrugged and set his vehicle in motion.
“Well, they won’t. I could be relieved of duty, permanently. And that can’t happen.”
“If you say so.”
“And they wanted me to see a shrink. When I said no, they extended my leave.
“It wasn’t even the assignment I’m working, which is going to hell, I’m sure. Luke thought I might like to go home to our rez.” She shook her head. “Can’t do that so he came up with this to distract me. A welcome diversion. Ha. Oh, anyway, it doesn’t matter. I’m stuck