Jasinda swiveled her head like an owl. Instead of saying "Who...who..." she said, "where... where?"
"Stop that. You look like a bobblehead. Good thing he happened to look away for a minute. You don't want him to know you're on to him."
Jasinda took a deep breath. Gus's calm demeanor brought her out of the panic mode she'd automatically entered. The bodyguard. Of course. She relaxed. The bodyguard had been so unobtrusive all day, she'd momentarily forgotten about him when she heard the word "stalker."
"I'm sure it's nothing," Jasinda told Gus.
"Your attitude just did a 180 faster than a race car reaches that speed at the Indy 500."
Jasinda eyed Gus. "You? And pro sports?"
Gus shrugged. "Have you seen some of those drivers?"
"Good point."
Gus gazed past Jasinda at the ma
