No Fooling Around: Lennox Brothers Romantic Comedy by Hunter Talia

Author:Hunter, Talia
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-01-30T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

Iola

I got home around eleven to my carefully secured and locked house, mentally preparing myself to spend a long, anxious afternoon alone while I waited for Benedict’s phone call.

When I walked into the living room, Nemesis was sitting on my couch.

“How do you keep getting in here?” I rolled my eyes. “Never mind. Just don’t steal anything on your way out and we’ll call it even.” Sidling toward her, I attempted to grab her.

Nemesis dodged me effortlessly. She jumped onto the coffee table and sat down, as though daring me to chase her.

“Nope. No way. I’m not going to race around the house after you, making a fool of myself for your amusement.”

Stomping into my bedroom, I shoved the broken dresser drawer as hard as I could, trying to force it shut. With an inch to go, it stopped and refused to go in any further. Tugging it back out, I frowned at the open drawer.

Where had all my panties gone?

“Nemesis!” I marched back out to my now-empty living room. “Nemesis? Where’d you go?”

I checked around the furniture, peered behind doors, and looked under beds. Some of the cupboards in the kitchen didn’t close properly, and I yanked them open, half expecting a pair of yellow eyes to be staring back at me. I tore from room to room searching for her, until I realized I was racing around the house, making a fool of myself. I could practically hear her laughing.

There was a knock on the door. I froze, my heart speeding up. Then I heard Asher’s voice.

“It’s me, Iola. Are you there?”

Letting out a relieved breath, I went to open it.

Asher was on my front step looking as gorgeous as ever. He had a paper bag in one hand and several pairs of panties in the other. “Are all of these yours?”

“How did she…?” I shook my head. “Wait, I’ve finally figured this out. You’re a magician, and Nemesis is your assistant. You must be practicing for your Vegas show.”

“If that were the case, I’m fairly sure I’d be the assistant.”

He held out the panties, and when I took them, they rustled. I frowned down, then pulled out a note that had been slipped inside them.

On the note was a simple but beautiful cartoon drawing of Nemesis. It was a police mugshot, with her holding up a mugshot letter board in her front paws.

Below the drawing, in three neat lines he’d written:

Wanted for having a bad cat-itude.

Probable claws for arrest.

No chance for a paw-don.

I snorted a laugh. “You did this just now? I thought you were at work.”

“My team has the work under control, and I couldn’t concentrate. I wanted to check on you.” He lifted the paper bag. “I got us some lunch.”

“This is a clever drawing. You’re talented, you know that?”

“Coming from you, that’s quite a compliment.”

His navy T-shirt and dark jeans fit him to perfection, and as he brushed past me in the hallway all I could think about was how much I wanted him to put his arms around me.

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