say.” Maybe she could bottle him up and use him when she needed
ego-boosting. “I have one more question.”
“Okay, but you’d
better make it fast. Unfortunately, our time is almost up.”
“Have you fallen
for one of the contestants?”
His gaze
dropped, but even under the soft glow of the garden lights, she noticed his
flushed face. “Yes, I…ah…think I have, but I’m too afraid to let go and show it
in case she’s the lunatic or worse.”
“Worse?”
“The lunatic
might realize I have feelings for this woman and cause her harm. I couldn’t
live with that.” Apprehension dulled the light in his eyes, while dread
deepened the lines on his forehead.
Brielle’s heart
clenched, and in that instant, she decided, no matter what, she’d see this job
through to the end. Despite Dodger’s presence. Despite her past job-related
mistake. This case would be solved, and she was going to solve it.
“Matthew.” She
squeezed his hand. “You’re my client, and I promise I’ll do whatever it takes
to flush her out.”
Tension eased
from his body, and he smiled. “Thank you. You don’t know how much I appreciate
it.” He patted her hand and brought them to their feet. “Don’t look now, but
we’re being watched.”
Brielle didn’t
have to look. A shadow in red had been spying on them for the past two minutes.
Too bad she couldn’t tell if the woman had brown hair or black. It was just her
luck two contestants wore red tonight.
“Please don’t
think I’m being forward, but to keep up appearances...” The groom tugged her
closer. “I need to kiss you.”
Before she could
form an opinion, he covered her lips with his own. His gentle, non-threatening
touch was easy to bear. It was nothing like the mind-numbing, sensory overload
of his brother’s kiss. Thank God. One tempting Anderson brother was enough to
handle.
She was about to
pull away when Matthew lifted his head.
“I’m sorry, but
I’ve kissed every contestant, and they’d find it odd if I hadn’t kissed you.”
He placed her hand through his and walked her toward the mansion.
“I understand,”
she reassured with a grin. “I’d hate for my cover to be blown before I even
started.”
“Me, too.” His
smile widened.
Glad to have
replaced his worry with amusement, she decided to add one more remark.
“Besides, I can’t leave until we have our hot tub scene, right?”
“Right. Heaven
forbid we don’t fit that in.” He was still chuckling when they reached the
patio door.
“How nice to see
you getting on so well, dear brother.”
Jack’s sarcastic
tone didn’t faze Matthew, and was far from lost on her. She bit her lip before
her tongue had a chance to give into the raspberry that threatened. Wow. What
had happened to her professionalism? Seemed to take a hike when Jack was
around. Dammit.
“Oh, Brielle’s a
keeper, Jack.” Matthew placed her hand in his brother’s, then winked before
Mandy walked out to greet him.
“He’s lost his
mind,” Jack muttered, dragging her past the contestants and into the study with
a cameraman tripping over his feet to keep up. She eye-rolled the other girls.
Their chuckles could be heard until Jack kicked the door shut with his foot.
Yanking her hand
free, she rounded on him. “What in the world’s the matter with you? I don’t see
you treating the others like this.” Jack’s behavior was certainly a lot
different than Dodger’s. She was used to him looking at her with warmth and
undisguised interest. Not annoyance.
Eyes narrowed,
he stopped before her. A musky ocean scent filled her nose as she fought her
body’s knee-weakening reaction. Damn. Okay. That hadn’t changed.
“I don’t treat
the others like that because they haven’t given me reason.” Hot breath lifted
the hair framing her face, while a cool, blue gaze dared her to speak.
She’d never
backed down from a dare.
Hands on hips,
she gave him the full extent of her stare, tipping her head back a little
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