Total pages in book: 111
Estimated words: 109640 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 548(@200wpm)___ 439(@250wpm)___ 365(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 109640 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 548(@200wpm)___ 439(@250wpm)___ 365(@300wpm)
His heart thudded in his chest when she reached out and brushed her hand over his shirt.
What was she doing?
“You had a bit of powdered sugar on you.”
He glanced down, his pulse now racing at her unexpected touch.
What the actual fuck?
With a smirk, she went to get more coffee.
While he went outside to get some air because suddenly the walls on the third floor had begun to close in on him.
Chapter Four
Cami followed Crew into the paved driveway and parked next to his bike. She sat in her car as he dismounted and pulled off his helmet, exposing his sexy as hell salt-and-pepper hair. He brushed fingers through it to get rid of his helmet head before shrugging out of the light leather jacket he wore and tossing it over the seat.
Then he turned his mirrored sunglasses in her direction.
Shit.
Somebody had gotten distracted.
That somebody was her.
She pulled in a breath to cool off the warmth pooling in a place begging for attention.
She remembered him. From eighteen years ago.
When he and her father sat on their back patio having a beer together. They had been celebrating the completion of a successful investigation.
One they worked together.
It wasn’t long after that they moved, since her father kept getting promoted. She wondered why Crew hadn’t. Or maybe he loved being an agent. Some law enforcement enjoyed remaining in the ranks and getting their hands dirty. They didn’t like being stuck in the office or didn’t want to deal with the bullshit that came along with each link in the chain of command.
She opened her driver’s door and climbed out, turning her attention to the house in front of her.
It wasn’t a mansion but wasn’t a hut, either. It was a sprawling modern ranch-style home with an oversized two-car garage. She wondered who was cutting the grass and maintaining the landscaping while Fletcher was undercover.
“Does that five hundred include utilities?”
Crew pursed his lips for a few seconds, then said, “Sure.”
“Who will be responsible for maintenance? Like the yard and all that?”
Crew planted his hands on his hips and turned to stare at the house. “I guess you. Have you used a mower before?”
Since he wasn’t facing her, she rolled her eyes and shook her head. “I’ve mowed grass before. I’ve also weeded. As well as vacuumed and cleaned toilets since I wasn’t born in a palace with a full-time staff.”
He glanced at her over his shoulder. “Your dad makes some decent money.”
“Decent but he’s nowhere near rich. We lived comfortably but normally. It’s not like he’s some CEO of a billion-dollar company. He works for the federal government. You should know better than most how the pay doesn’t compare to the private sector.”
He mumbled something she didn’t catch.
“What was that?”
“Nothing. C’mon. Let’s get this over with.” His long legs quickly ate up the distance between his bike and the house.
“Is this cutting into your social hour?” she called out.
“Like I said earlier, it was my turn to come check on the house.”
“It’s nice that you guys are doing that.”
“Well, he’s a brother, so…”
She frowned. “He’s your brother?”
“Not by blood, but by bond.”
She shook her head. “Okay?”
When he reached the front door and dug into his pocket—she assumed for a key—she waited behind him.
“We work on the task force together but I’ve known him for a long time. We’re in the same MC.”
“I’m sorry, what? Did you say MC?”
He shoved a key into the deadbolt and turned it. Her ears picked up an alarm beeping. He quickly stepped inside, and she followed him into the cool, dark interior to see him punching a code into the security system panel.
“If I rent this place, don’t forget to give me the code like you did for the plant.”
“You assume I forgot.” He turned and strode through the house. “We’ll start at the back and work our way to the front.”
His long stride had her scrambling to keep up with him. She barely got a good look at the two rooms off the small foyer before they quickly moved through what looked like a great room with a sprawling sectional sofa, a large screen TV and a gas fireplace.
He unlocked the door that led out back and stepped out onto a large deck.
She couldn’t believe her luck. “A pool?” She somehow managed to bite back her squeal of excitement.
It was a pretty nice sized one, too. Perfect for doing laps. That was right up her alley.
“Yeah. He didn’t uncover it last year so I have no idea what the water looks like.”
“Do you think he’d mind me uncovering it and getting it ready for the season?” She hoped it was heated so she could use it sooner than later.
“I doubt he would if you’re paying to have it opened.”
“Deal!”
His brow furrowed. “You haven’t seen the rest of the house yet.”