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Bailey leans close to my ear. “I decided the island was enough private time. Let’s get in there and find us some proof.”
I lift her hand to my lips. “I’m happy to let you lead the way.”
33
BAILEY
Rhett and I weresupposedto look at the dailies when we got in from the formal dinner.
We went to his room, which is much bigger and fancier than mine, and we even opened one of the binders Gloria prepared for him.
But then he couldn’t take his hands off my red dress.
Then I wasn’twearingthe red dress.
And the binders were forgotten.
We stayed together all night, then in the morning we pack his room, then mine, and leave the boat side-by-side.
No one is expected to go to work today, so the mood is jovial as we all walk to our cars.
Rhett loads my suitcases into the back of my pride and joy, a red Mini Cooper with a stripe down the middle. When he closes the hatch, he leans against the back of the car. “So, what now?”
I’m not sure if he means right this minute, or the future of our relationship, or what how we will manage my return to work.
“That’s a big question,” I say.
“Nobody’s at the office today other than a few temps,” he says.
Now we’re talking. “Are you suggesting we break in your office?”
He chuckles low and sexy. “Now that’s a great idea. But I was thinking more about doing some sleuthing while no one’s around, before anyone can tamper with any data.”
“You mean Viola.”
“For starters.”
“Okay, let’s do it. I’ll drop off my suitcases and check on Maxwell, and I’ll meet you at the office in an hour.”
“Do I get to meet my rival sometime?” His grin almost knocks me off balance. He really does look like Henry Cavill.
“Certainly. Just don’t expect him to sleep with you.”
Rhett makes such a horrible face that I have to laugh.
“Come on. We can discuss your relationship with my pussy another time.”
He leans down to brush a gentle kiss on my mouth. “We can figure out where we’re sleeping tonight over dinner.”
That settles both questions, I guess. My body tingles as he opens my car door and waits for me while I slide behind the wheel. “See you at Dougherty.”
He nods. “I’ll reinstate your passcode on the back entry.”
Now that’s something. “All right then.”
I hum along with every song on the radio. Tunes that never applied to me now make me smile. “You Belong to Me.” “Until I Found You.”
But when the new Ed Sheeran and Sam Smith song comes on, “Who We Love,” I have to pull over into a grocery store parking lot.
