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“I’m being facetious. More than likely I’m just gonna catch him banging some chick with an I.Q. smaller than her cup size, and I’ll be on my way.” I got a foot hold and got ready to climb. “I swear, if that happens, I’ll let it go.”
“Right.”
What was it with her not believing me lately??
“Okay, I need to hang up. I’ll call you with an update asap.”
“You’d better.”
“Stay by your phone.”
I hung up. Then I stashed my phone in my purse, slung it around my neck, and started climbing the tree, which arched pretty close to one of the stone pillars along the wall. It took me a while, and if anyone looked out a window in this direction they’d probably think some incredibly frisky squirrels were fucking in this tree or something, because the bough I was on was flopping onto the fence in a weird rhythm as I inched my butt along. But the property was huge and the house was set pretty far away.
No one can see you. You’ve got this.
On some level, I knew this was a bad idea. But the grounds looked so big and there were so many trees… As I worked my way toward the fence, I could see over it. I’d just sneak around a bit and see if I could see anything.
Like what?
I just couldn’t get it out of my head that he came to this place to see that brunette woman. The one he’d bent over the Lamborghini.
I just needed to see if he had her bent over by the pool right now or something.
Why?
Shane could fuck whoever he wanted to.And you know he’s going to.
It was like I was some crazed, jealous girlfriend, stalking my boyfriend to find out if he was cheating on me.
Shane was not my boyfriend. I didn’twanthim to be my boyfriend.
But here I was, up a tree.
I managed to climb from the tree onto the top of the fence, clinging to the stone pillar. I got my leg over, then caught my shoelace on the top of the fence. I got all distracted, trying to untie my shoelace and mildly panicking that somebody might see me clinging here—and fell to my ass on the ground. I let out an undignified squeal, and froze.
I listened, but didn’t hear anyone coming.
I slowly, quietly rolled onto my stomach and pushed myself up on all fours, trying to catch my breath. I found my glasses in the grass; they’d fallen off. When I looked up through my hair, someone was looming over me.
I would’ve screamed if I didn’t just have the wind knocked out of me.
I swiped my hair out of my face. Black shiny shoes. Pressed black pants… There was a uniformed security guard standing over me.
“Uh…” I scrambled to my feet, shoving on my glasses. I brushed myself off and smoothing my hair like if I just appeared normal, he wouldn’t notice that I’d just fallen off the fence.
Oh, shit.He’s handsome.
I did not do my best work in front of handsome men. And this guy looked more like a stripper wearing a Velcro tearaway security guy uniform than an actual security guy. He was all bulging, rock-hard muscles, squared jaw and aviators glinting in the sun.
“What are you doing?” he said impassively.
I swallowed and glanced toward the driveway. There were about a hundred sculpted bushes and gardens between here and the front of the house, and I couldn’t see the Lamborghini.
“Um, I just fell.”
Brilliant.
“You should really get that fixed,” I added, like it was the fence’s fault I fell or something.
