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“Sure, but you have to let go of me first.”
Neither one of us moved.
Until there was a knock at the door.
“I’ll get it,” I offered.
“Nope. Not protocol.”
“I don’t think kissing me is either.”
Dawson grunted and grabbed his sweatpants from the nearby hook. Once he slipped them on, he walked out of the bathroom. Without a shirt on.
“Uh, you forgot something,” I grabbed his arm, holding him back.
“What?”
“How about a shirt? You want to give Georges a heart attack?”
“Oh, please.”
He stepped away and headed out to answer the door, and I followed.
Except it wasn’t Georges standing on the other side of the door with our order; it was some other guy—a young guy staring at Dawson like he was on the menu.
They were exchanging pleasantries in French, and the longer the guy talked, the more irritated I became. When Dawson finally closed the door, I glared at him.
“What?” he asked me, shrugging his shoulders.
“Don’t ‘what’ me. You know damn well what.”
“No, I don’t.”
“That guy was drooling over you.”
“No, he wasn’t.”
“Uh, I know a thing or two about flirting and attraction. Hello, sex appeal is part of my job. And yeah, he was eyeing you up like his next meal.”
“You’re ridiculous. Come on, let’s?—"
His words cut off suddenly, and then I realized he’d spotted my guitar. He froze, practically tripping over the trolley cart.
“I brought my guitar in here because, well, I figured it was safer in here. If I’m in here, you know, overnight. Again. Sometimes, I like to get up in the middle of the night to play. But maybe I shouldn’t have assumed. I can just put it back?—”
“No. Leave it.” Dawson turned and smiled at me. “It’s good.”
It was better than good. And I knew it.
CHAPTER 26
DAWSON
Once I got over the shock of seeing Iain’s guitar in my room, we finally sat down to eat.
After the necessary calories and caffeine, I texted Lennie.
I hadn’t heard anything more from Regan about the stalker. I don’t know if that meant good news or bad. Cases like this tended to take a long time to figure out. If ever.
