It had been a few days since the incident in Layke’s office and Belle had managed to stay out of his way thus far, as had been her intention all along. What had occurred between them a few days ago was only further encouragement that she needed to keep her distance, her body couldn’t be trusted around him and Nia’s infatuation with him only made it that much more difficult to concentrate when she had her purring in her head.
She remembered the smirk Layke wore as her body reacted to his touch, begging him to keep his hands on her and it had drove her crazy, she wanted to slap that smug smile straight off his face. If Immi hadn’t mindlinked her at such a pivotal moment, Belle had no idea where the interaction between them would have ended up.
The tracking team were expected to get back in
