Nari took a big sip of her wine before broaching the next subject. “I’m tired of waiting for him to make a move.”

“Ditto,” Angus said absently.

“I think we should break up.” She looked at a bruise on his jaw.

His chuckle wasn’t what she expected. “No.”

Her gaze flew up to his face. “No? You can’t say no. It’s not up to you.”

“We just decided to actually date, even though we didn’t exactly say the words, and you want to break up? Of course I can say no. Especially when the reason you want to break up is asinine.” His tone remained slightly amused, but with a thread of steel beneath it.

Sometimes the guy was a freaking mind reader. “Just hear me out.”

“Sure.” He took another drink, and his muscled throat was too sexy as he swallowed. “Go for it.”

She took a deep breath. “Obviously, Lassiter will try for me if he gets the chance.”

“Yep,” Angus said congenially.

“So, let’s break up, I go back to work at the HDD and we create a trap.” Her stomach ached at the thought, but at least they’d control the situation, which would be something new.

Angus finished his glass of wine. “A trap with you as bait.”

She swallowed. “Yes. It’s not ideal, and it’s terrifying, but if we set the trap right, we’d finally have him.”

“He’s a genius. You don’t think he’d see a trap a mile away?” Angus asked, sounding merely curious.

“No. Well, maybe. But if he’s investigated me at all and found out about my problems with Vaughn and the HDD, he’d think I was a hothead.” She partially sat up, warming to the subject. “So my dumping you and returning to work with the new job Opal offered me, maybe even taking a couple of risks, wouldn’t be out of character. I could look like I was being very careful, but still give him some type of opening. Especially if I moved back to my apartment, which would be a great place to lay a trap.”

Angus thought about it, looking at his empty glass. “Well, it’s a good plan. Sure. Let’s do it.”

She sat farther up, surprise and anticipation lighting her. “Really?”

He turned his gaze to her, the green of his eyes the hard edge of a mysterious forest. “No, not really.” He swept out his hand. “Have you lost your fucking mind?”

She sank back down into the bubbles. “For a second there I thought you were going to be reasonable.”