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“Did he see me?” she whispers. “Oh God, I can’t face him.” Slamming her eyes closed, she pulls the covers down onto her face.
I drag myself out of bed and go to the bathroom, my hand over my groin, closing the door, bracing myself for the showdown. His face looks a fucking mess. “I just got a call from Benson,” he says.
“What?”
“Someone broke into his house last night.”
“What?”
“Killed that Sid bloke.”
“What?” I blurt.
Danny throws his hands up. “Am I speaking Chinese this morning?”
“Fuck.”
He tilts his head, like, yes, you heard me right. “That’s exactly what I thought.” He pulls the door open and leaves. “Get dressed.” He stops at the bedroom door, looking back at the lump in the bed. “Morning, Allison,” he says, sarcastic as fuck, before slamming the door behind him.
What?
The covers fly up, as does Pearl, her face a picture of indignance.
“You want me to go out there and tell him you’re not Allison?” I ask.
“Yes,” she says, pointing at the door.
I laugh, going to the dressing room and getting some boxers on.
“Fine,” she calls. “I will.”
I frown, leaning back to see into the bedroom, my boxers halfway up my legs. She’s marching across the bedroom. Naked. What the fuck? “Pearl,” I yell, yanking my boxers up the rest of the way as I run after her. I seize her at the door and haul her back to the bed, throwing her on it. “Seriously?”
“I’m not Allison.”
“You’re also not thinking straight.” I kneel on the edge of the bed and dip. “I said you have to let me figure out the best way to approach this.” And that, just then—Danny barging in—is exactly why I need to speed things up.
“I know,” Pearl relents, shuffling forward and circling my shoulders, kissing me chastely. Then she looks at me for a moment, and I see the swirl of thoughts in her eyes. “Are you sure—” She chews her lip. “I mean, Allison is”—she rolls her eyes—“experienced.”
I chuckle, enchanted. “She’s also not you.” I hit her with a hard kiss as the door is hit with a hard fist.
“Hurry up,” Danny yells through the wood.
“Coming.” One more kiss. “I’ll call you later.” I break away and pull on some jeans and a T-shirt, stuffing my feet into some brown leather boots and leaving the laces untied. I look back at her curled on her side in my bed, the sheets all bunched and held to her front, her red hair spread across the pillow. It’s a sight for the mental archives. “You look gorgeous.”
“Don’t get shot.”
I smile and leave her.
Danny’s pacing the foyer when I get there, and James is motionless by the door. “Just the three of us?”
Danny scowls at me. “Is Allison Edward Scissorhands in disguise?”
“What?”
He points at my arms, and I look down at the fresh red lines on my tan skin.
“Are we going or what?” I ask irritably, marching between them and heading for my car. “I’ll follow you.” I have a few calls to make. I slide into the driver’s seat and start the engine, slamming the door.
