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She was now dressed in a gray T-shirt, panties, and socks. The shirt came down to just above her navel ring, the gem winking at him in the waning light. She turned back to the closet to grab a pair of jeans.
Reece groaned silently when he spied the heart shaped tattoo just above her right butt cheek. Good Lord! She was driving him insane.
Get a grip, idiot, he thought. It’s not like you’ve never seen a half-naked girl before.
“So?” she asked, flopping down across the bed. “What brings you to my neck of the woods?”
He pretended to open his eyes. “Is
it safe to look now?”
She snorted. “Oh please, like you didn’t sneak a peek or two. I saw you.”
“Saw me what?”
“I saw your reaction. Every time you caught a glimpse of something you shouldn’t have, your nostrils flared, and the chair rocked backward.”
She had caught him watching. “That doesn’t mean anything.”
“Reece, believe me when I say this, I only let you see what I wanted you to see.”
“Really?”
“Mmm-hmmm. For example, you still have no idea if I’m a natural redhead.” Her smile was wicked.
His nostrils flared. He blushed a shade of red as deep as her hair. That would show him.
“Now,” she repeated, “what brings you to my neck of the woods?”
He shook his head to displace the erotic images she put there. “I’ve been thinking a lot about you this past week.”
“I’ve been thinking about you too. It’s hard not to with the press hounding me wherever I go.”
He scoffed. “It can’t be that bad.”
“Yes, it can. Go over to the window and look. Ten to one there are three cameras out there waiting to capture something.”
He moved to the window, peering out. She was right. There were two guys standing on the sidewalk, staring at her house.
“Do they know you’re here? Did anyone follow you?”
He ignored her questions. “How’s the research coming? Have you been able to get anything done?”
She pointed at the window. “How can I with these distractions? The moment I leave the house, the press is on me like a pack of slobbering hounds. I feel like the fox during a hunt, trying to reach the safety of my burrow.”
He stepped back before the eagle eye of the camera lens could find him. “I may be able to help you with that.”
“How can you help with my research? If I went anywhere with you, we’d be swarmed.”
He continued to check the street. “Let’s just say, I know a guy who knows a guy . . .”
She frowned. “What? You’re not making a lick of sense.”
He glanced at her. “A lick of sense?”
“It’s a figure of speech. We say things a little differently in the southern states.”
He shoved his hands in his back pockets. “This is what I want you to do. Pack a bag for a few days. I’m kidnapping you.”
