Glow (Glimmer and Glow #2)(59)

God, she wanted to believe him.

She felt his cock lurch. As he began to climax, his eyelids clamped shut. He groaned harshly and thrust while he poured himself into her. It moved her indescribably, to witness such a strong, sure man surrender himself so completely.





TWELVE


The next day was Saturday, and her duties at Camp Durand were finished by three o’clock. Dylan was taking her to the hospital at four for the genetic testing. She knew they wouldn’t get the results for over a month, but she was still more nervous about the blood draw than she was letting on. As usual, she suspected Dylan was aware of her anxiety. They planned to meet at three thirty in the woods that bordered the castle like they had the previous Saturday. Dylan had asked Sal to watch over her for the first part of the trip. Then Dylan would watch her progress through the open field.

But instead, something happened to her that had never yet occurred while she was working at Camp Durand, something that seemed to signify the fact that Addie’s and Alice’s worlds were indeed moving closer together.

She and Dave were gathering their equipment after archery practice. It was a few minutes before three. The kids had already gone ahead to the cabin to meet up with the weekend supervisor and head over to the beach. Alice was searching for stray arrows at the edge of the field.

“You good?” Dave called to her from a distance. He pointed to the path. “There’s something I need to take care of before the kids take off.”

“Yeah, go,” Alice yelled. “You have most of the stuff anyway,” she said, referring to the fact that he carried the bulk of the archery equipment in two nylon sacks slung over his shoulders. She waved at his departing figure and scanned the edge of the field. In the distant woods, she noticed movement. A figure emerged from the tree line.

She remained still, wariness growing in her as Sal Rigo approached. What had made her bodyguard leave the shadows and seek her out?

“What is it?” she asked when Rigo was close enough for her to see the way the sun turned his graying blond crew cut into a pale silvery gold.

“Mr. Fall has asked that I take you all the way up to the castle.”

“Why?” Alice demanded. “We weren’t supposed to meet for another half hour.”

“He didn’t say why, I’m sorry.”

It must be important, for Dylan to break protocol like this.

“If you’ll follow me?” Rigo asked, his manner stiff and formal. “We’ll stick to the woods as much as we can.”

She fell into step beside him. They entered the woods a moment later, taking a worn foot trail Alice had never noticed before. It struck her that Rigo and Peterson, her two assigned guards, must really know these woods and grounds like the back of their hands if they did surveillance in them.

“This must be weird for you,” Alice said as they crossed under the canopy of the trees.

“What?” Rigo asked, turning his chin over his shoulder to see her. The path wasn’t large enough for them to walk side by side.

“Hanging out with me, when you’re so used to slinking around in the shadows.”

He faced forward again, his stride never breaking. “I’m just doing my job, ma’am.”

“Did you already know the layout of these woods? Before you came to Camp Durand to . . . you know. Follow me?”

“My job is to watch over you as best I can while the camp is under way,” he corrected shortly. “And the answer is yes. A few of us who work in Durand security are trained for the estate. We provide security during a lot of company functions here. We need to know every square inch of the property.”

“Do you like it?” He turned his chin over his shoulder again. “Your job. Do you like working in Durand security?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Not very chatty, are you?” she said under her breath, jogging to keep up with his long-legged pace. He must have noticed, because he slowed.

“It’s a good company. Mr. Fall is a good boss, even though he’s not my direct boss.”

“Kehoe is, right?”

“Mr. Hintzen is my department head. Mr. Kehoe is only my supervisor while I’m here at camp.”

“When Dylan isn’t overriding his orders?” Rigo gave her an impassive glance over his shoulder that seemed like an affirmation. “You don’t like him, do you?”

“Who?”

“Kehoe,” Alice said breathlessly as they emerged from the woods into the sunny meadow.

“It’s not my place to like or dislike him.”

“You don’t.”

She assumed she was right when he didn’t argue.

She was curious about the man who had been lurking around all this time, watching her. He seemed to shy away from questions about his assigned mission, though. Undeterred, she jogged up next to him.

“What do you think of Bang?”

He looked a little startled.

“What do I think of bang?”

“Yeah. You know, the goat from Camp Wildwood. Do you think Kehoe will come down hard on kids if they sneak over there?”

“Why are you asking me?”

“Because you’re a Camp Durand manager in addition to watching over me. You hang around Kehoe and the others all the time. You must have some inside scoop.”