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“Just Kash, usually. And that’s because I annoy him on purpose.” The cocky smirk was back. He was giving her bedroomeyes. “If a chick calls me annoying, it’s because she wants me but doesn’t want to admit she wants me.” He leaned against the wall. “How about it? You want me?”
Her phone buzzed in my hands.
Liam: Are we still on for the apartment?
I answered for her. “Uh, no. Remember.” I showed Matt the phone. “She’s got a thing for Liam.”
He read the text, but his smirk didn’t lessen. “The guy’s in for a world of hurt.”
She cursed, grabbing the phone this time. “You guys are both horrible human beings,” she replied, then remembered. “Oh, shit. I didn’t really mean that about you, Bailey. Just him.” She threw Matt a look.
I didn’t care.
I waited until she was done texting with Liam and had put the phone away, giving Matt a cautious look before sliding it all the way into her pocket. Once she was done, her shoulders straightened. She looked relieved.
“Great! Now we’re going to go and get a drink somewhere and you’re going to tell us all about Camille Story,” I said.
She paled. “I am?”
I moved forward, linking my arm with hers. “Yep, and then we’re going to figure out a way for you to get her out of her apartment and us into it. And we’re doing it tonight.”
“Tonight?”
Turns out Hoda sucked at being a spy.
She didn’t know anything about Camille Story, aka Matt’s obsessive past reject, aka psycho stalker of the world. I always thought Hoda was smart. She certainly had proclaimed herself to be in the past. But sitting across from her and taking in everything she could report on Camille Story, I had two theories—she was either incredibly real-life stupid or she was lying to us. Based on the fear on her face and the loathing that flared in her eyes when she talked about her current roommate, I was going with option A.
She was just real-life dumb.
I leaned forward, my hand on the table. There were three drinks between us. “You suck at this type of work.”
She flushed again. And this time I could tell, because she had settled back, her body returning to her normal color. She rolled her eyes, shoving back against her chair, and folded her arms over her chest. “I didn’t exactly sign up to join the CIA with this job. I was bitter and jealous.”
Matt grinned, picking up his whiskey. “See where that got you?”
Her eyes narrowed at him, and if looks could kill, Matt would’ve been a pile of dust, andwhoosh, the wind would’ve swept him clean already.
He didn’t care. “So let’s get this straight. She reached out to you because you hated my adorable sister for a time.” He bumped his shoulder next to mine.
Hoda’s look of death lessened. It was more a look of injury now. “Yes, and I’m fully aware now how stupid I was.”
Matt’s eyes were twinkling. “Say it again.”
She made a disgruntled growl before looking at me. “Can you shut him up? Why is he here?”
I opened my mouth.
Matt threw an arm around my shoulders, raising his chin up in pride. “We’re Team Batt.”
I closed my mouth. That pretty much said it all.
Hoda’s eyes flicked harder to the ceiling. “Whatever. Look, I’m aware she worked me, because she did. She knows all about me and I learned nothing about her.”
“How could you live in someone’s place with them for months and not learn anything about that person?”
Matt was musing, but he was right.
Unless… “But she did.”
