She wasn’t, but Max was. “What did you want, Charles?”
Shit. The last thing he wanted was for the Frenchman to know he was interested in the new doctor in the house. Not that he thought Max would throw a spanner in the works, but…trust came hard to a WBIS agent, and Charles didn’t want to press his luck.
“When are you coming back to me?” He heard the words come out of his mouth and wanted to kick himself in the ass. It was like a train wreck, though: he just couldn’t seem to shut up. “Schmidt’s going to dump you, you know. That’s the kind of player he is.”
“Charles, Avery is a good man. You will not malign him in any way.” Max had never spoken to him in such a curt tone, and he didn’t know whether to be annoyed or turned on.
“Fine, but remember what I said.” He got out of there and too
