In Deep Shitake (A Humorous Romantic Suspense) by Mason Patricia

Author:Mason, Patricia [Mason, Patricia]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2012-04-16T15:00:00+00:00

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Perhaps Ross was right. The closer Mo came to the curtain, the more certain she became that she didn’t want to see what was hidden behind it. However, she didn’t want to admit to Ross she might be wrong. Plus, braving the area beyond the curtain seemed the only way to find out what was going on. Was Yuri Kubikov behind the break-in at her house? Did he control Gigantor or not? What did they want?

“Wait.” Ross pulled her to a stop. “Going into that private lap dance—or whatever—room isn’t going to provide us the protection of the public we were planning on.”

“You’re right,” Mo admitted. “We have to find a way to get him out here.”

They stood for a moment. The events of the day had already collapsed half of the synapses of her brain, and the pulsating music was working on collapsing the other half, making it difficult to think of a solution to the dilemma.

“I have it,” Ross said.

“What?”

“Let’s announce there’s a celebrity in the house.”

“Who?”

“Me.”

It was a good idea, but she refused to feed his ego. “You’re a celebrity?”

“Ha ha. Just go along with whatever I do.”

“Okay, Mr. Celebrity,” Mo said.

Ross claimed an open table in the corner, with seating for two of its four sides provided by red vinyl covered booths and the other two with chairs. Taking a seat at the center of the one booth, Ross motioned for Mo to slide in beside him. When she did, his arm came up around her to hang over her shoulder like a human stole.

Mo glanced at his face in surprise and barely recognized him. In an instant he had transformed himself into the arrogant, swaggering persona of his character from SpyMatrix.

An almost naked woman in a bikini, four-inch stilettos, and carrying a tray, scurried to the table. The nearly naked barista—all long blonde hair extensions and big white teeth—locked her eyes on Ross. “Can I get you anything, sir?”

Mo looked down at her hands and wiggled her fingers. Despite all indications from the waitress, she hadn’t gone invisible.

“How about sex on the beach,” Ross answered with a suggestive waggle to his eyebrows that had Mo blinking to clear her vision. Was she seeing this in person or on the big screen?

“The drink?”

“That’ll be great for a start, baby,” his voice lowered to a baritone and he gave the barista a wink.

She giggled in response.

“And a club soda for my agent,” he said with an inclination of his head toward Mo.

“Who?” Then she glanced at Mo. “Oh yes, sir. Anything else?”

“Yes.” He leaned forward as if to speak confidentially. “We’re expecting the producer for my next film to arrive any minute. Would you be a darling and bring him to the table when he gets here?”

The girl almost jumped out of her skin. “Your film?”

He placed a finger to his lips. “Shhh. I don’t want anyone to know I’m here. I want a quiet evening. No autographs.”

She drooped with disappointment until he said, “Except for you.

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