Capitol K-9 Unit Christmas: Protecting Virginia\Guarding Abigail by Shirlee McCoy

Author:Shirlee McCoy
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2015-01-10T05:00:00+00:00

THREE

Abigail rushed after him, the dog right on her heels.

“Wait,” she said, calling to Dylan. She tried to step out of the room, but the dog managed to block the door. When she shot the animal a daring glance that suggested he move out of her way, Tico returned her look with his own daring doggie-eyed stare.

“I’ve been tag-teamed,” she mumbled while she watched Dylan hurrying back toward her.

He stopped outside the door. “Yes, ma’am?”

“I’d like to talk to you,” Abigail said, wondering why she suddenly felt the need to have a chat with the K-9 officer. And wishing he’d stop being so polite.

Dylan moved back into the room and looked around, Tico matching him step per step. “Is something wrong?”

Abigail motioned him to the chair across from the couch. “No, nothing. I don’t like to take tea alone.” She shrugged and felt foolish because she always preferred to take tea alone. But not today. “Would you like to stay for a few minutes?”

He brushed a hand over his hair before stepping inside the room. “Oh, do you want some company?”

“Do you mind?” She didn’t want company so much as she wanted to ask him questions regarding the information he might have on these threats that were holding her hostage with an unnamed dread. Abigail wasn’t used to being told what she could and couldn’t do.

“No, not at all.” He checked the door for propriety’s sake, left it open and sat down in the dainty velvet-covered white side chair. “Is there anything else I can do for you?”

“No.” She poured herself some tea from the pot on the tray. “Would you like a cup? I can call CiCi to bring an extra mug.”

“I don’t...uh...drink tea,” he admitted, his expression of distaste almost comical.

“Coffee then?”

“I’m fine.” His gaze bounced around like a lost tennis ball. “Nice place. Your home is beautiful.”

Abigail nodded. “Sandwich?”

His smile escaped before he could hide it. “If you want to call that a sandwich.” But he leaned forward and took one of the trim strips of dark pumpernickel bread filled with cream cheese and black cherry jam. “I am hungry.”

“Poppy and Louie will feed everyone something more substantial than sandwiches for dinner. She’s an excellent cook so they sometimes butt heads. But they are both so devoted to my—to me.”

“Has this particular staff been with your family long?”

He should know. Abigail felt sure he’d had anyone here vetted and researched, including her. “Since I was a young girl. Poppy came right after my mother passed away and she hired Louie and Sam later.”

He finally relaxed back in the chair, his dark eyes centered on Abigail. “Are you holding up okay?”

Abigail stirred lemon and honey into the china cup full of her favorite green tea. “It’s hard to answer that question. I’m fine but I’m so angry. My father didn’t have to die this way. He served this country with pride and diplomacy. I...I wanted to ask you if you have any leads on the terrorist group that claimed responsibility for this.

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