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“I’d definitely use it on a case.”
“Sounds illegal.”
“Very.” He chuckles. “And I’d likely do it all naked.”
“I mean, why not?”
I get a rare wide smile from my lifelong friend, and it warms me to the soul.
“I’d be robbing a bank…” Megan looks at Charlie thoughtfully. “Naked.”
The three of us laugh, and then I look to Lance and decide to extend the olive branch. “Lance?”
He looks up from his phone, bored. When I don’t speak right away, he pops an eyebrow as if to prompt me.
“You’re invisible for one day. No responsibility and complete freedom. What would you do?”
His face seems to harden further until his jaw tics, and then his eyes pin me.
“Oh,” Megan mutters, and the air in the room becomes thicker.
“Tell me what you’d do?” Charlie asks after a beat, cutting the tension.
I go to say all that was in my head moments before but sat here now, I can’t think of anything other than green eyes.
I have nothing.
“I don’t know yet.”
Charlie nods, accepting the answer.
“Yet,” Megan says. “We love an optimistic queen.”
Charlie nudges my knee with his. “You can think about it while you make me a drink.”
I snatch his tumbler and pull the blankets off my legs, throwing him a silent thank-you with my eyes as I make my way to the entertainment room.
When I reach into the icebox, I stand for a moment and allow the chill to calm me.
I’m not sure why Lance Sullivan affects me the way he does, but when he looks at me like he’d take great pleasure in causing my demise, at the same time his eyes burn through something deep at the base of my stomach, it annoys the shit out of me.
“What are you thinking?”
My eyes shutter closed, and I roll my lips as his deep voice washes over me. “Do you really want to know the answer to that?”
Something passes over his face, his own mind reeling, and then he shrugs as if the answer doesn’t matter to him.
“Why did you do that before, on the terrace?”
“Do what?” He leans against the doorway watching me, his ankles crossed.
I tilt my head, knowing he knows exactly what I’m talking about. “You changed your mind about the bet between the others to take away from me not having a clue.”
“And you’re pissed off at me for that?”
“I’m not pissed off at all.” I place Charlie’s glass on the countertop, the ice making it rattle on the wood.
“Right, the girl who can’t get angry, if I remember correctly.”
