He looked stricken for a fraction of a second before his expression blanked. “You regret what we did?” Molly was careful not to look at him, knowing that she couldn’t think of how wonderful he was without losing the last of her composure.

“No. Maybe. Not regret.” Her thoughts were whirling, impossible to sort through, frustrating her. “I’m just adjusting. I mean, now I know what John Carmondy looks like naked. That’s so…weird.”

His expressionless look cracked slightly as the corner of his mouth tipped up. “I look weird naked?”

“Of course not.” The familiar feel of their banter settled her nerves a little. “You know you’re pretty. I just feel like a time traveler who woke up in the future…in bed with John Carmondy.”

“I’d watch that movie.”

“Me too, but that’s not the point.” She struggled to pin down what exactly her point was. “It’s just not what I expected to ever happen, so I think I’m in shock.”

“In shock? My naked body put you in shock?”

“Minor shock.” Her qualifier didn’t seem to help, judging by his expression. She opened her mouth to say something, who knows what, when she was rescued by the hum of her phone against her leg. Hurrying to answer, she didn’t even check who was calling. “Hello?”

“Moo, we need to have a strategy meeting.”

She’d never been so happy to hear Cara’s voice. “Are you okay? Any problems at the warehouse? You didn’t do a video tour, did you?”

“And go inside the spooky, abandoned building? Of course not. How dumb do you think I am?”

“Not dumb, just task-oriented and conscientious,” Molly corrected as she noticed that John was watching her closely. Unable to think coherently with his eyes on her—never mind the distraction of that gorgeous naked chest—she dropped her gaze to the rug beneath her socked feet. “You’re okay, then?”

“I’m completely unharmed. The warehouse seemed totally empty, actually. No one in or out. Can you and John swing by the house? I’ll finish filling you in, and Norah has some stuff to share, too.”

“Sure.” She snuck an upward glance at John’s face, but he still had his blank mask on. “We’ll get there in fifteen.”

“See you then.”

Molly said goodbye and ended the call, feeling both relieved and sad to be leaving John’s house. She had too many emotions rampaging around her body, and she was actually looking forward to a good chase to clear her brain of everything except the need for immediate survival. “Cara asked if we could meet at our house. She’s fine, but she and Norah have some info for us.”

He was quiet for a moment, just long enough to reawaken the jangle of nerves inside her. Finally, he said, “Let me grab a shirt and we’ll go.”

The drive to her house felt endless and horribly awkward. Everything had been wonderful until she’d started overthinking. Regret filled her as he pulled up to the curb in front of her house.