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“What about security?”
“Again—why we’re going.”
Nem drummed her fingers on the steering wheel. “Well then, I suppose Iris is all that’s left to talk about.”
“Anything else. Really. Even the weather.”
She laughed. “Agreed.”
“Areyou sure you’ve only been here once for a house party?” I asked when Nem drove to Cayman’s estate seemingly without navigation, then pulled directly up to the entry and entered a code on the keypad, after which, the gate opened.
“What an odd question.”
“One you didn’t answer.”
“Yes, I’ve been here but once.”
I was skeptical, but I doubted Nem would lie.
Cayman was waiting outside the front door when she pulled up to it.
“Welcome,” he said when we got out.
Nem looked away from the house, in the same direction Cayman had led me when we were here yesterday. “It’s even more beautiful than I remembered.”
“It looked quite different when you were last here.”
“Yes, well, this area was filled with tables and chairs, thousands of lights, and gorgeous centerpieces.”
Cayman grinned. “Don’t forget the orchestra and dance floor. You and I spent a good bit of time there.”
When Nem smiled in a way I hadn’t seen as yet and her cheeks flushed—well, before that actually—I began compiling a mental list of all the ways I could murder Cayman and get away with it. A riding accident seemed too trite. Maybe drowning in a horse trough or trampled by a bovine stampede.
“You’ve both already seen inside the house. However, I didn’t take Ares upstairs. We could do that now.”
“Sure. Again, it’s been a while.”
When had Nem seen the interior, particularly upstairs?
“Where will you be staying?” I asked Cayman.
“It truly doesn’t matter to me. Whatever’s most convenient.”
London would work well for me.
“There are two bedrooms on the main floor; both are configured as master suites and are adjacent to one another,” he said after leading us into the reception hall.
“That would work well for you and me,” I said to Nem.
“Would it?” She looked from me to Cayman, then back at me. “I suppose it might make some sense.”
I was glad she thought so, since I hadn’t come up with any justification myself.
“Are you all right?” she asked.
“Of course.”
“Sorry. I suppose I ask that too often.”
