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you for the next twelve hours at least, likely much longer.” Then he frowned. “You know, I don’t think red is his shade of lipstick. Much better on you.”
    Kerry tried her best to smile at the jest. “Come on, let’s get him in the house so you can get out of here.”
    “Maybe I should stay—”
    “We need your inside information at the bank. Besides, you don’t want to risk that butthead Smikins firing you if you fail to show up tomorrow.”
    “I could stay for a while, make sure he doesn’t give you any trouble.”
    A tempting offer, but not a smart one. “Too risky. Once you leave here, you’re done with this. I’ll swear until the end of time you had nothing to do with my scheme. Staying will only implicate you more.”
    Jason raked a hand through his hair. “Yeah, I just hate leaving you with this guy. It was one thing when I thought he was a passive computer nerd. But Dawson isn’t passive. And he upset you.”
    “He just surprised me,” she protested. “I’ve got his number now. Please stop worrying about me.”
    “You can still call the whole thing off, you know.”
    Kerry shook her head, long ends of hair brushing the tips of her shoulders. “As you pointed out earlier, what are my more appealing options? Watching Mark go to prison so I can avoid a few hours of hanging around an attractive genius who happened to catch me at an off moment?”
    Jason conceded the point with a reluctant nod and began retrieving Rafe’s belongings from the trunk. Kerry leaned in and grabbed her small suitcase. After a quick check to ensure their captive was still in dreamland, they made their way to the Love Shack. A wave of stifling air hit them as Jason unlocked the door and stepped into the small entryway. Muttering an apology, he pumped up the air-conditioning. Kerry followed.
    Surprisingly, the Love Shack’s living room décor was not gaudy. A brick fireplace with a dark wood mantel dominated one corner. Across the small room, a blue sofa sat, dotted by nautical-themed pillows. A similarly styled rug graced the gleaming blond hardwood floors. Ahead of her, a kitchen with simple white cabinets attached to the living room.
    Kerry wandered into the room, charmed, despite knowing that Dominating Dave liked to bring his girlfriends here—away from his wife’s prying eyes. The place was full of clean lines and warmth. She touched a red leather chair that sat near the sofa. Beyond that, she saw the hall, which led to two doors.
    “The bedroom and adjacent bathroom are down here. The closet is across the hall,” Jason said as he disappeared down the opening and shoved open the first door.
    Out of curiosity, Kerry peeked her head into the bathroom—and gasped. It was bigger than her bedroom. Complete with asunken Jacuzzi tub for two and a separate dual-headed shower stall tiled in shimmering shades of lapis and cream. Bright, fluffy towels graced the intricate gold rods on thewalls. A towering silk flower arrangement added color from its Grecian pedestal in the corner. Mirrors covered nearly every wall. Infamous Uncle Dave had himself a real lovers’ paradise.
    Nerves stretched tighter than one of Anna Nicole Smith’s bras, Kerry turned and made her way out the lavish room’s other door, which led directly to the bedroom.
    It didn’t look like a dominator’s pleasure den of leather and spikes, but rather like a tasteful New Orleans boudoir, complete with an elaborate iron bed. A soft wine-shaded comforter trimmed in some heinously expensive lace covered the massive bed. Mosquito netting fell softly over the scene. Candles of all colors and shapes lay in every corner of the room, waiting to be lit. The room looked like a version of every woman’s romantic fantasy. Not at all what she had expected from Dominating Dave.
    “Nice, huh?” Jason said, setting Rafe’s luggage in the closet in the corner.
    Kerry followed suit. “Yeah.”
    “Don’t be fooled.” Jason grinned. “Wait here.”
    Shrugging,