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This morning, Harry and I settled on three different plan scenarios. Since we don’t need the one to do with the thumb drive as they’re already both here, I’m going with the second.
I’m wearing wide pants and a long fitted top, all in black, it blends in, but I still look chic enough to be here at Hendrick’s impressive building.
My research has shown he, like Jac usually works from home. But unlike Jac, Hendrick has an actual office he goes to for certain meetings. I’m pretty sure Jac simply slouches about looking good, being smug and entertaining himself. If he’s got other business, he’ll either choose somewhere outrageous or inappropriate, or just go to whoever it is.
They both do it for maximum impact.
But I wanted to dress in something that could fit in most places because I had no idea where I’d track them to. And I have to fucking say, I’m currently having a fantasy about one taking my mouth, the other my pussy, while they’re dressed, and I’m naked and being used by them on Hendrick’s desk.
Which makes it hard to keep my brain on the second plan.
I summon an image of a beach. And me.
These two hot men try to crowd that fantasy, but I shove them back into Delacroix and me into reality.
“Actually, I’m interested, too.” Jac points at me. “Did you follow me here?”
“She does that.” Hendrick comes around to lean on the edge of the desk.
“I’ve been doing some research,” I say. “I came across it this morning, prepping for another job.”
Harry and I settled on that. Me telling them I’ve got another job. If I disappear, then they won’t think anything until I’m long gone. I hope.
But first I need to get through these steps.
I slide the black bag I have on, the one that becomes almost invisible with this outfit around, and pull out the leather binder inside. Opening it, I say, “It’s about the Heart of Dark Desires.”
“You’re not getting it,” Hendrick mutters, “and neither is Jac.”
“It belongs to me and you know it,” Jac says.
“No, it’s mine.” Hendrick folds his arms, and somehow, I stop myself from drooling over both of them.
My cool, distant mask is just that, a mask, and one that keeps slipping.
“Enough.” I push the word out, and pull out two identical sheets of paper, then two more. I hand one lot to Jac and the other to Hendrick. “In my research for this upcoming job, I found out some information. Have a read.”
They both look like they want to throw it down. They’ve been at war over the necklace for so long, since before Lili died from what I’ve learned, but it took on a real life after her death. Like it tethered her here, or something.
I don’t know. Harry decreed it doesn’t matter what the reasons are, and I guess she’s right.
They take their time, reading, glaring at each other occasionally.
Most of the information is real. All we did was tweak it, slide in a few things to make this work.
Hendrick looks at me and slaps the pages down, but his hand stays on them. “So what? The jewels are in my possession.”
“See why I hired you, MG?” Jac says coming up to me.
His fingers skim down my spine, and I shiver, right to my marrow, with need.
Hendrick’s eyes narrow and a fission of lust races through me at that look.
“The museum wants them, but they also need to be verified.”
“They’re real,” snaps Hendrick.
Jac growls a little. “Of course they are. We already know you tried to trick us off with the fake ones.”
