The Housewife Assassin Gets Lucky by Josie Brown & Deborah Coonts

Author:Josie Brown & Deborah Coonts [Brown, Josie & Coonts, Deborah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780692150917
Publisher: Macondray Lane Press
Published: 2018-08-02T22:00:00+00:00

“I wondered who might show up. I never expected it would be you.” Dominic had changed into lounging pajamas. On most men the look would be fey. On him? Not so much. The broad shoulders, the just-right bit of smooth skin and chest hair visible where he’d left the top button unbuttoned. Handsome for sure, but the fact he knew it, even wore it like a birthright, lessened its effect.

On unsteady knees, I used the doorway to hold my bulk as I tried to look all casual and seductive. I think I probably ended up looking like I had to pee.

Clearly, he was a man of indiscriminate taste—he stepped to the side and invited me in. My bottle of Bordeaux sat on the small table next to the small window with the terrible view. Julie had taken me at my word—Chateau Margaux, sufficiently aged to set me back four figures. Two glasses, both empty, stood next to it. He’d suspected, but he hadn’t been sure.

To be honest, doubt pummeled me at the moment as well. I twirled the ring on my left ring finger—a nervous habit. A ten-table ring, as my mother called it—so large it could be seen ten tables away. My chef didn’t scrimp—on anything. He was a man of his word. And one of very discriminating tastes. I’d made my promise and I intended to honor it.

Now, how to get what I wanted without having to sacrifice my principles or break Mr. Fleming’s perfect Roman nose?

I shrugged myself off the doorjamb. “I behaved badly. I’d like to make it up to you.”

His cheeks were still flushed from the cold, his fingers cool when they brushed the small of my back as he ushered me inside. A chill shivered through me.

You shouldn’t be here.

A young woman had died. And I’d appointed myself Inspector Clouseau. Not that this was new or anything, but just once you’d think I’d learn to accept a seat on the sidelines. As I looked for my own little bit of Switzerland in which to stand—not too close to the bed, and not looking like I was ready to jump out the window—I studiously avoided the sex-in-the-Poconos set-up. “I thought you might let the wine breathe a bit.”

“An oversight, but as I didn’t know when you might arrive…” Seductions usually weren’t lunchtime quickies. “Besides, I thought you might like to do the honors. An impressive and educated choice, I might add.”

It was rather thoughtful of him, allowing me to see he hadn’t doctored the wine. Although, Dominic Fleming, as overstated as he was, didn’t seem the type to have to pull a Bill Cosby, but I appreciated his consideration all the same. I did the honors. “Wine?”

He took the glass I offered. He did the gentlemanly thing, waiting for me to join him. I poured myself a healthy dose before he set his glass on the table.

Maybe he didn’t need a quick shot of liquid courage, but I sure did.

Despite my best efforts to hide it, my hands shook.

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