The Girl Who Wants: A Fast-Paced Mystery Thriller - Kindle Unlimited Suspense, Secrets and Twists (The Shee McQueen Mystery Thriller Series Book 1) by Amy Vansant

Author:Amy Vansant [Vansant, Amy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-09-08T16:00:00+00:00

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Chapter Twenty-Five

Shee stared at the back of the airplane seat in front of her, eyes locked on the blue, pill-ravaged fabric. Beside her sat Mason, muscles spilling over the invisible boundaries of their seats, his own attention captured by something at the front of the plane. She’d given him the aisle seat. It seemed cruel to make him sit next to the lady in the window seat. Cruel to the lady. At least if he couldn’t help touching Shee’s arm, they’d touched before.

My God, did we touch before.

The flight to Minneapolis had Shee longing for the awkwardness of Bracco’s Cadillac and their midnight cemetery trip. She couldn’t work out where to start. She’d barely had time to process his presence.

Croix, for as much as she appeared to resent being used as a personal assistant, had turned out to be too efficient booking her flight. She’d easily snagged a second ticket for Mason.

The timing had been so tight she’d worried getting Mason’s leg through security would make them late, but the TSA agent had taken one look at his chiseled jaw and scar-covered arms and filed him under wounded vet. The woman did everything but give him a quick back massage before letting him through.

What else could a slab of beef like Mason be but military? An accountant with a fight club addiction?

“I wonder if we’ll get pretzels,” mumbled Mason.

“Hungry?”

“Starving.”

“When we land we can go to your favorite restaurant.”

Mason’s brow knit.

She motioned to his leg. “IHOP.”

He winced. “Oh, you’re hilarious.”

Shee chuckled, pleased with her own joke. She’d been waiting for a chance to hit him with it for an hour.

They fell into another uncomfortable silence.

“Maybe we could quid-pro-quo it,” she suggested.

“Huh?”

“You ask a question, then I ask a question, until we’re out of them.”

He seemed amused. “I know what quid pro quo means. I saw Silence of the Lambs, Clarice. I’d just foolishly thought we could catch up like normal people.”

She shrugged. “Just a thought—”

“Fine. I’ll start. Have you purposely been hiding from me?”

Yikes. Right to the point.

Shee kept her eyes on the ground. “No.”

“You’re lying.”

She looked at him as he pressed his lips together, glaring.

He smells like sandalwood. He’d smelled like nutmeg and cinnamon as a young man.

“Shee?”

“Hm?”

“I said you’re lying.”

“Why would you say that?”

“Because I know you.”

She scoffed. “You don’t know me. You knew me.”

Ouch. That sounded harsh. She plowed on to bury that bit.

“Is that your next question? Am I lying? Oh wait, no, it’s my turn.”

He seemed to have soured on the game. “Not if you’re cheating.”

“I’m not.”

The elderly woman beside Shee grunted. She turned to find the biddy staring at her, oozing disapproval.

“I’m lying a little,” she whispered to the woman, winking.

The woman frowned and turned to the window.

Shee returned her attention to Mason. “My turn. Why are you here?”

He rested his skull on the headrest. “I told you. I heard about Mick and I wanted to come pay my respects. And yes, so you don’t have to waste another question, I was hoping to bump into you.

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