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Fucking Lee.
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I wasin the bathroom swiping on makeup.
The bruise on my cheek was nearly gone, and my mental body checkup declared only slight aches and pains after a day of no mishaps and a night and morning of great sex, which apparently was an effective muscle relaxant. I was thinking my luck was turning as yesterday, outside of finallydoing itwith Lee, my adventures only included one dead body, which fortunately wasn’t mine. Therefore good and bad instead of all bad.
Then Lee walked into the bathroom wearing just the faded navy sweat-shorts.
I glanced at him in the mirror and tried to tamp down my panic.
In the heat of the moment, I’d agreed to move in.
Okay, so it was more about what he said than the heat of the moment, but I’d still agreed to move in.
Further, I’d just noticed something I hadn’t really taken in the night before. Judy had given me a makeup drawer in Lee’s bathroom vanity.
It was all too much.
He slid a fresh mug o’ java on the vanity counter and put my cell beside it.
“Your phone’s beeping,” he said.
I moved aside to make room as he prepared to shave. I took a sip of coffee and let my mind run wild.
Dear Lord in heaven, I was putting on makeup and Lee was shaving, at the same time, in the same room. After having sex. Lots of sex. Even sex in this very room!
I stood frozen to the spot and stared at him.
He lathered his cheeks with a thin gel and his eyes slid to the side. He checked me out from their corners.
“Something wrong?”
“I’m not really a bathroom sharer,” I informed him.
He looked back in the mirror and continued doing exactly what he was doing. “Honey, it’s good you’re gorgeous or you’d be a pain in the ass.”
Well, I’msosure.
I grabbed my phone, looked at the display and saw seven missed calls.
Yikes.
How did that happen?
I called my voicemail while I leaned as best I could on my half of the vanity (I had to admit, it was a big vanity…maybe I was being abitof a wuss) and swept mascara on my lashes.
Four voicemails.
First up, Willie Moses.
“Indy, Willie…call me.”
Hmm.
Second, Marianne.
“I know Ally said it’s none of my business, but give me a break. I live with my parents. I don’t have a life. Yours is better and I want to knoweverything. Let’s meet at The Hornet tonight if you can guarantee we won’t get shot at.”
