“No, she’s got this. You’ve got this, Jade,” Dell assured her and took the water from Adam to hand to her.
“Slow sips,” Adam said, hunkering down at her side, his eyes on her face.
“I’m fine,” Jade said, and gulped down the water, relieving her parched throat. Apparently freak-outs made one thirsty. Who knew?
Adam took the glass from her and that’s when she realized… she was in Dell’s lap.
“Careful,” Adam said when she stood up. “You don’t have your sea legs back yet.”
“I’m fine,” she said. A broken record. It didn’t escape her notice that Dell made sure to be very close to her, close enough to grab her if she started to lose it again.
But she wouldn’t. Hell no. She was overcoming.
Dammit.
“I’m sorry,” she said.
Adam and Dell exchanged a long look and she grimaced. “Okay, so I’m working on it.”
Dell’s eyes never left hers. “What’s setting you off?”
She shook her head. Not going down that road. Luckily for her the phones were starting to ring, and that was her cue. “Nothing. It’s nothing. Got to get the phones.”
“Jade-”
But she was already scrambling out of there for the sanctuary of her front desk.
Dell’s last few appointments of the day were worming puppies-always fun-and examining a twelve-year-old German shepherd suffering from pneumonia. The owner was Gil Roberto, the local mechanic. He and Max had been together for all twelve years. Gil was sitting on the floor with Max’s head in his lap, looking like he was about to face the firing squad. But Dell drained Max’s lungs in a quick procedure, and Gil was able to take Max home.
It was a good end to a rough day. Dell had kept his eye on Jade, but she’d played things close to the vest. Still, there was no doubt she was working hard at keeping it together, but whatever the other night had dragged back up for her, it had shaken her to the core.
Tired and dirty, Dell showered in the bathroom attached to his office. When he came out, he found Adam in his office chair, feet up, leaning back, messing around on Dell’s laptop. “You’d better not be looking at porn,” Dell said. “You crashed the entire system last time.”
Adam didn’t bother to acknowledge his brother’s presence.
“Don’t you have your own office right down the hall?”
“It’s your turn to buy dinner,” Adam said, still staring at the laptop screen. “I’m thinking pizza.”
“Yeah. Sure.”
Adam looked up and eyeballed him. “You figure out what’s up with our fearless girl?”
“No.”
“She’s still not sharing?”
“Would you?”
“Something bad happened to her,” Adam said.
“I know.”
“You going to ask?”
“No,” Dell said.
“Why not?”
Dell slid his brother a long look. “Did pushing ever help you?”
A ghost of a smile crossed Adam’s mouth. “No.”
Dell shoved Adam’s feet off his desk, and that’s when he realized… the office was clutter-free. He had two filing cabinets-usually fully loaded with stacks of shit on top-and then a credenza, as well as a set of chairs used as crap collectors. But everything was completely cleaned off. “Holy shit.”
Ever alert, Adam looked around. “What?”
“The entire room is clean.”
“Yeah, I assumed you finally shoved the entire mess into the trash to start over.”
Dell hauled Adam out of the chair, then sank into it himself, whipped around, and opened the drawers of the credenza.
Organized and neat as a pin.
“You get some sort of extreme makeover TV crew in here when I wasn’t looking?” Adam asked.
“Jade,” Dell said.
“Jade what?”
“She did this.”
“Actually,” Jade said from the doorway. “I brought in a hazmat team to handle it.”
Adam flashed her a rare smile.
“Wow,” Jade said, smiling back. “You ought to do that more often. Oh, and line one. It’s Holly for you.”
Adam’s smile faded.
Holly was the daughter of Donald Reid, an extremely wealthy businessman who’d bought up a bunch of failing ranches and had somehow turned them around in a bad economy. His daughter Holly had recently joined him from New York. She was some big financial wizard and the bane of Adam’s existence. Donald was rich, but also a big old softie, and often fostered young search-and-rescue puppies for Adam until they were old enough to be trained and adopted. The problem was, Donald had been spending a lot of time up north helping upgrade his sister’s ranch.
This left Holly handling the entire Reid empire, puppies included. She and Adam were oil and water, which was hugely amusing because it was nice to see the infallible Adam messed with for a change.
“I’m busy,” Adam said to Jade calmly, also amusing. The calmer Adam appeared, the more rattled he was.
“Already told her you were in,” Jade said. “Sorry.”
Adam’s left eye twitched.
Jade nodded. “And yeah, you should be afraid. Very afraid. That woman is one pissed-off client.”
Dell snorted, taking care to step out of the way before Adam could smack him upside the head.
“Why is she mad?” Adam asked Jade.
“Because you’re breathing,” Dell said. “She’s always mad at you. Question is, why? What did you do to piss her off this time?”
Adam’s expression was one hundred percent impassive. A battle-ready soldier. One who was staring at the phone like it was a spitting cobra. “I dropped off her father’s new puppy yesterday,” he said.
“Donald out of town again?”
“Yep.”
“Well, pick up the phone,” Jade said. “You can’t just leave her on hold.”
Dell leaned in and hit speaker on the phone.
Adam flipped him off, but with a resigned expression, he said, “Connelly.”
“You,” came Holly’s voice, crystal clear, and so cold icicles nearly formed in the air. “You did this to me on purpose, didn’t you? What was it, some kind of sick revenge?”
Jade looked at Dell but Dell shrugged. Hell, he had no idea. If Jade played things close to the vest, Adam was the master.
“Revenge?” Adam repeated as if discussing the weather. “For what?”
“You know damn well for what.”
“I’m in the middle of a meeting, Holly,” Adam said. “You’ll have to get to the point.”
“Okay, the point. The point is you’re an ass-”
Adam scooped up the phone, taking her off the speaker. “Calling me names isn’t going to encourage me to come rescue you. Again.” Adam paused, the picture of polite listening. “Is that even anatomically possible?” He listened some more. “Only if you ask me real nice-” He winced and set the phone back into its cradle. “She had to go.”
Jade shook her head. “It’s really such a surprise that you’re not married.”
When she was gone, Adam looked at Dell. “Pizza.”
“If you tell me what Holly said.”
“She said that if she ever got ahold of me, she was going to do to me what the puppy did to her Prada pumps.”
“Ouch.”
“Yeah. And she was pretty specific about where she planned on shoving the shoe remains.”
Dell winced. “So maybe we should go get the puppy and rescue Holly before we eat?”
“Hell, no. I’m going to bring her two more puppies later on tonight.”
Dell stared at him. “You’re insane.”
Unconcerned, Adam shrugged.
“She’s going to kill you.”
“She can try.”
Adam wasn’t playful much these days; in fact, he hadn’t been since he’d left the National Guard after a rescue had gone bad a few years back where half his team had been killed. In the time since, he’d been dancing around a boatload of guilt and a dash of PTSD for good measure.
But he was definitely showing signs of playfulness now. Or so Dell hoped. “Or you could stop baiting her and try something else.”