Bohemia Chills by Lucy Lakestone

Author:Lucy Lakestone [Lakestone, Lucy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781943134212
Publisher: Velvet Petal Press
Published: 2019-10-07T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

“You want me to do what?” Landon asked later that afternoon, squinting slightly in the glare of the battery-powered work light. He looked down at me from the top of the ladder, where he’d been dusting off the chandelier in the foyer of Milkweed Mansion. We’d decided that while the cobwebs and dust were definitely scary, they were also gross, and a more elegant approach to our haunted house might be appreciated here.

“I need to film someone for a dating video in their natural environment. I have to capture them doing stuff they love to do and ask some questions. It’s supposed to capture the real person and make them look attractive for this dating app.”

He shook his head, and his brow creased. The one-sided light brought out the strong lines of his face and threw a long, film-noir-worthy shadow that extended up and behind him. “I don’t need to be on a dating app.”

“I’m not saying you do. This isn’t actually going to be used on the dating app. It’s like a prototype thing they can show to investors and prospective customers and get them excited about paying for a high-end video profile.”

Landon crossed his arms over his filthy “Trust me I’m a Jedi” T-shirt and lounged at the top of the ladder — something only he could possibly do — while obviously trying not to laugh. “Who the hell would pay for that?”

“I don’t know. Egomaniacs? Lonely people? I’m not here to judge. But I need the money, Landon. I really, really need the money. And can you get down here? I’m getting a crick in my neck.”

He sighed, put down the cleaning rag next to the bucket at the tippy-top of the ladder, and made his way down.

“What do you want, Kayla?” he asked in a low voice when he reached the floor and stood in front of me. Here, he was only a little taller than I was. Only now, his eyes bored into mine, and his tone carried all kinds of suggestiveness that wasn’t there a minute before.

So he hadn’t forgotten last night.

God knows I hadn’t.

I swallowed and tried to sound confident. “They gave me an impossible deadline.” I glanced at his Star Wars T-shirt. “Help me, Obi-Wan Kenobi. You’re my only hope.”

He guffawed. “OK, but only if it doesn’t take more than an hour. I have to wrangle the electrician and the plumbers tomorrow.”

“A half hour. I swear. We can do a couple of shots at the apartment with your golf clubs, and then — ”

“I hate golf.” His voice was harder now, and he crossed his arms.

“Um — yeah. Sorry. Maybe with your glove, tossing a softball in the air, looking cute? Because you’re on your company’s softball team, right?”

“Nice of you to notice.” His voice had softened again, and his dark eyes danced. “And you think I’m cute?”

“I — oh, hell. I mean, my friends think you’re cute.”

He took a step closer, smelling of sweat and cedar and lime, and I tried not to faint.

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