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But that was just wishful thinking. She was probably grateful that she was one step closer to finding a partner who was worthy of her. If such a man existed.
By the time he’d drained his second cup of coffee, Leo felt halfway human. The shower had stopped, so he was readying his clothes to take his turn in the bathroom—when there was a knock on the door.
“Ari,” he said, surprised, when he pulled the door open.
The other man scowled, dark brows pulled low over his eyes. “Hey.” He glanced over his shoulder, as if to check he was alone in the hallway. “I have a question for you.”
Leo nodded, trying not to betray his nerves. Had Ari noticed his papers were missing? Did he suspect Leo and Amelia of taking them?
“Was anyone else in the hallway yesterday morning when you and Amelia were here?”
“Yesterday?” Leo asked to hide his surprise.
“Yeah. During the scavenger hunt.”
“Not that I saw. Why?”
Ari let out a breath and combed his fingers through his hair. “I think someone was in my room.”
“What?” Leo’s voice rose, and he hoped it sounded like surprise and not guilt. His hand tightened on the door so hard his fingers ached.
Ari pursed his lips and let his gaze slide to the side. “I know it sounds crazy, but things were shifted around.”
“Oh, man…” Leo said with exaggerated concern. “That’s…wow.”
“Yeah. And my Patek Philippe was missing.”
“What’s a patate flip? Something to do with potatoes?” Amelia’s voice was so close, it made Leo jump. He glanced over his shoulder and did a double take. Then he slammed the door in Ari’s face.
Amelia gave him a look like she thought he was crazy.
“What are you wearing?” Leo demanded.
She glanced down at herself. “A towel.” She said it like he was an idiot for asking.
His breath was coming in fast. The towel barely skimmed the tops of her thighs, and her breasts were pushed together at the top. It wasnotbig enough to cover Amelia’s body. Not by a long shot. When she moved, the fabric opened in a slit at her hip. “You can’t walk around like that when the door’s open, Amelia.”
She reared back. “Excuse me? And who opened the door? Am I supposed to stay hidden like a little mouse? Please.”
“I don’t want Ari or any other man seeing you like that,” he growled.
Amelia planted her hands on her hips. Leo could almost feel the anger rising in her, like the first puff of ash on a volcano about to erupt. He knew she was right; he couldn’t tell her how to dress. But…but…
“I’m wearing undies,” she said, flipping the front of the towel up. “See? It’s not like I’m going to flash anyone.”
Leo groaned. Blood rushed away from his brain so fast, he wobbled on his feet. Amelia was, in fact, wearing underwear. It was red, lacy, and it curved attractively up over her hips.
“Plus,” she went on, “you have no right to tell me how I can walk around my own room.”
“I am your fiancé,” he growled, which was a ridiculous thing to say seeing as Leo wasn’t, in fact, Amelia’s fiancé. But she was nearly naked. “And I don’t want some asshole drooling over you.”
Amelia’s eyes narrowed. “No one is drooling over me, Leo.”
“I beg to differ.” So did the tent in his pants, but he wasn’t about to point it out to her.
Her chest had flushed a pretty shade of pink. One sharp tug, and her towel would be on the floor. Leo’s hands itched. But Amelia just rolled her eyes, grabbed something out of her suitcase, which was just outside the bedroom door, and headed through the pocket doors. At the last moment, she spun around and stuck out her tongue.
He bit back a laugh. The pressure on his chest increased as he watched her disappear into the bedroom.
