“Seriously?” I ask in disbelief. “What happened to the other guys? Did they die mysteriously?”
“You sound hopeful.” The only sign that he’s amused is the slight curling of his lip. So much of Cormac’s humor goes unnoticed, I’m starting to realize.
I nudge him with my hand. “I’m not! It’s just…you have to admit it would really vindicate me if she were a murderer.”
“Sorry, but there were no signs of murderous intentions. I couldn’t find much else about her previous relationships, but the licenses that had been filed had lapsed.”
“Still, that’s definitely weird. I’ve got to tell him,” I say, already pulling out my cell phone.
Cormac lays his hand over mine, and a rush of awareness prickles my skin. “Don’t.”
It takes me a moment to process what he’s saying. “Why the hell not?”
He swallows, his stormy eyes fixed on mine. “If youtell him, and he already knows, he’ll think it’s a sign that you don’t like her.”
“Idon’tlike her.”
A slow smile spreads across his face. “And doyouenjoy being told what to do, Nora Leigh?”
His words stir something inside me, but I collect myself and say, “No one does.”
“We’ll try to figure out if he knows while we’re on this double date. I’ll ask questions about the engagement. If we catch her in a lie, we’ll have a better case.”
“You’re good at this.”
“I’m good at a lot of things.”
I study his expression, trying to decide if he can tell I’m semi-attracted to him and is trying to tease me, or if he’s genuinely unaware of what a double entendre is.
That’s the thing with Cormac. It’s impossible to tell.
“What are their names?”
He gives me a lopsided smile. “No. We both know Nora takes things too far.”
“Oh, come on.”
But I find myself smiling back. He did say he remembered everything, and in high school, I had a reputation for always taking things too far. If someone started a food fight, I escalated it to a food war. If someone suggested we email the principal with a complaint about the dress code’s double standard, I picketed the school.
Nora Takes Things Too Far was basically my call sign.
“That was a long time ago. What do you think I’m going to do to these guys, anyway? Stalk them?”
“The thought had occurred to me.”
“We can’t let this go, Cormac.”
“I wasn’t intending to. We’re going to get more information from her. We’ll go from there.”
“Well…thank you,” I finally say, not really wanting to let this go but also well aware that he’s the one doing me favors. “Maybe you can become a superspy in your retirement.”
“I’ll take that under advisement. I’m working on something else right now. My friend Kenji?—”
“Multimillion-dollar app Kenji?”
“That’s the one. But he might be more like a billionaire now. It fluctuates.”
“And you’re still BFFs with this billionaire?”
