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I know my job is to just sit and look pretty, but I’m tired of that nonsense I’o above and beyond my typical duties, Kennedy will trust me to handle soun and putdeeper into Matt Russo’s background isn’t going to have uys, but at least it will show that I’ initiative
"Well, hello, twenty-five Matt Russo Facebook pages Let’s see, only one is fro on his name
"Wonderful Profile is set to private What the hell, Matt? No one sets their profile to private unless they have so to hide, Mr Russo?"
Backing out of Facebook, I click on the next site that Google found on hiner currently en Studio I already knew this infor me at all He’s an art nerd just like ht, he’s probably just as ht uy Just because he didn’t recognize ht doesn’t irlfriend
But man alive, those blue eyesI wonder what they would look like without the glasses I wonder if they would darken if he was inhis pants off
Shit! What the hell is wrong with me? Matt Russo will not be in my bed, ever
There’s a reason why I’m always attracted to nerdy assholes I don’t knohat that reason is right now, but I’ out if Matt Russo is really a cheater and that’s it I aot a six-pack hiding under that sweater vest
Deciding to nip this thing in the bud, I pick up n Studio The sooner I can end this case, the sooner I can find a hot guy who looks and acts nothing like , sweater-vest-donning, cos, I clear n, how can I help you?" the receptionist answers
"Hi, this is Chloe-with-an-e Marin," I respond with a giggle, using the na when she ca to think I a with Mr Russo this evening so he could help ot the ti it on thick Whatever I hate that Chloe bitch and I firmly believe she does porn on the side
"Hold on just one second Let ain for added effect while I hear her clicking away at her coo Hht, Miss Marin He does have a dinner scheduled at Blake’s Seafood at five, but he otten to add your name"
I’d like to thank the Academy
"That’s it! Blake’s at five You are such a doll!"
I quickly thank the clueless wo at the clock on the wall, I see that I have an hour and a half before I need to get to Blake’s Just enough ti that Matt is sh not to put the name of his rendezvous location with his suspectedover to Lorelei’s desk, I grab the Nikon out of the top drawer and shove it intowith a waitress in a dark corner I can snap a picture and be gone, never to think of naked Matt Russo again
CHAPTER 3
Walking through the door of Blake’s Seafood Restaurant, I scan my reflection in the mirror next to the hostess station I know it doesn’tin a corner and spying on Matt, but it’s iood Every once in a while I’nized by a fan, which is actually a plus in this line of work, because the guy I’ would never suspect that I’ht with a royal blue cotton strapless dress that falls right abovepair of blue open-toed Gucci heels Signaling to the hostess on the phone that I was just going to head to the bar, I make my way into the main part of the restaurant and to the corner of the bar closest to me With my back to the wall and a drinkout the restaurant I immediately spy Matt on the other side of the rooht Hiding in a corner--all the better to lass of white wine, I crouch low on my stool and keep an eye on Mr Cheater McCheatpants
After an hour, two lasses of wine, and seven shredded cocktail napkins,to fall asleep on the bar stool and I actually catchThis is pathetic What kind of a cheater is this guy? All he’s done in the last sixty lance toward the door over and over again Maybe his hoht
Sliding off of the bar stool, I work out the kinks inclose to the shadows in the corner Turning back around quickly to ht into a solid chest and ainst it to steady les my nose and butterflies flap rapidly in my stoht Paige, right?"
Oh, shit I’ve beento kill me
I stare into Matt’s eyes as he shtly to ht now, but Jesus, he’s really good-looking up close He’s reht down athe sees
"What are the odds that we’d run into each other again?" Matt asks, the di when he cocks one side of hisI’ you
"It’s definitely a nice coincidence," I tell him with a sultry smile I don’t care if he smells like heaven and I have a weakness for dier lurk in a dark corner and spy on hiet hiht, but he doesn’t seem as preoccupied as he did then "Are you here alone?"
Matt nods his head and lets out a sigh "I a in the corner of a bar by hs easily at hi the spikes messy, and for some reason I want to reach up and smooth them back down
"Well, it looks like we’re both pretty pathetic tonight, since I was doing the saesture over to lasses
"Several glasses of wine AND hs