‘Call me that again and I’ll show you hownotsweet I can be.’
‘Oh, I know you’re not sweet, trust me. But I’ve always thought that sweet is a little basic? Sugar is sweet, a doughnut is sweet . . . You?’
He stopped walking, bringing us to a halt, then turned to face me again. I fixed my eyes on the path ahead of us.
‘You’re more complex. More sweet and sour, with a bit of chilli thrown in too.’
Even though I hadn’t looked up, I knew he was smiling at me; no, not smiling, it was more of a smirk.
‘Good thing I like my meals with a little more bite.’ Cam pulled me again and once more we were walking.
If he wanted bite, I would show him bite. He had no idea . . .
‘Oh, and one last thing,’ Cam said, stopping.
‘What?’
‘Your outfit isn’t complete.’
‘No shit,’ I said, looking down at thenothem.
‘That’s not what I mean.’ Cam reached into his pocket and pulled something out. ‘Open your hand,’ he said.
I signed, irritated, but opened it anyway.
‘Close your eyes now.’
I didn’t. Instead I rolled them at him. ‘Cam, hurry, we are going to be late.’
‘Here.’ He dropped the small object into my hand and I knew exactly what it was because it momentarily blinded me.
‘It’s . . . it’s . . .’ I stared at the massive diamond ring on my palm. ‘Where on earth did you get this, Cam, it’s huge?’
I looked up at him and he smiled at me, the kind of smile that said . . .
‘Where did you steal this from?’
‘Steal is such a harsh word. Borrow more like it.’ His smile grew.
‘Okay, fine, where did youborrowthis from?’
‘You know the yacht at the dock, the really, really big one?’
‘Yeeees,’ I said suspiciously, not sure I was going to like what he was going to say.
‘Well, the owners are vacationing in the Alps, they dock their yacht here and will only be back in a few months. The safe was very hard to crack, but I have skills.’ His smile only grew.
‘Don’t worry, it will be back in there soon and they won’t even know it was borrowed.’
I eyed him for a moment.
‘No security cameras, no alarms, no one was around. It’s like it never happened.’
‘You better hope so,’ I said and then took it between my fingers and held it up to the light.
‘The valuation certificate in the safe says it’s worth $500,000, so you better not lose it.’
‘What?’ I rapid-blinked at him.
