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“Goodnight, Penny.” I shoved my hands into my pockets as she walked out of the room. And my fingers collided with a piece of paper. I pulled out one of the notes Nigel had put in my lunch. I had no idea where the washing machine was in Tanner’s apartment and didn’t feel comfortable asking Nigel about it. I was pretty sure he’d insist on washing all my stuff himself and do something strange with my boxers or something. So I’d worn the same pants a few days this week. And it was a damn good thing I had.
Because I was pretty sure Nigel was the answer to all my problems. He was a sneaky little man who would literally do anything for me. As Tanner had put it, serving people was Nigel’s sole purpose in life. Nigel had told me if I ever neededanything all I had to do was text him. And I needed his help to bring Poppy down.
Matchmaker - Chapter 41
Friday
I pulled out my phone, ignored the unread messages from Poppy, and shot Nigel a text. “I need your help with something.”
His response came immediately. “Mr. Caldwell? Is that you?”
“Yes.”
“I’ll be right there. I just need to dry off.”
I hoped he meant he’d been swimming again. And not that he was bathing and texting me right now. Or something somehow worse than that. “No need. I can just text you,” I wrote back.
“I only need 15 minutes. Please, Mr. Caldwell. Let me come to you. Let me serve you properly.”
First I had to see if he could even help. “Do you have connections to other house managers?” I wasn’t really sure of Nigel’s official title. Surely he didn’t consider himself a houseboy or whatever Tanner called him.
“Every single one on the Upper East Side,” he replied. “And several others. And all of them know several others. I have access to anyone you desire. At a moment’s notice.”
“Do you know Poppy Cannavaro’s house manager?”
“Yes, sir.”
Perfect.I really hoped I wouldn’t regret this. “Great. I’m at James’ place.”
“I know.”
Creepy.“I’ll meet you outside in 15 then.”
“I won’t be tardy.”
I have no idea why, but I had a feeling he’d resisted texting, “And if I am tardy, punish me.” I shoved my phone into my pocket and headed back out into the great room. I glanced at the texts from Poppy. Two just asking me when I was coming. I shot her one back saying I’d be there in an hour.
Kennedy was laughing when I walked out of the kitchen and I couldn’t ignore how that sound warmed my heart.
“I never called you Tiger,” Kennedy said.
“I swear you did,” Rob said. “Homecoming sophomore year. You were plastered and you called me Tiger and rawred at me. Legit rawred.”
“Oh God.” Kennedy cringed. “I really don’t remember much about that night. But I do vaguely remember hearing about something like that.”
Rob laughed. “Don’t be embarrassed. I know I’m the hottest of the four of us. I don’t blame you for having a thing for me back then.”
Kennedy looked over at me. And she didn’t need to say it. I could see it all over her face. She didn’t think Rob was the hottest. She thought I was.
“Sorry to cut the night short,” I said. “But I have to get going. Kennedy, can I walk you out?”
“Yeah, sure.” She stood up. “It was really nice seeing you guys again. We definitely need to do this again sometime.”
“Anytime,” Mason said. “I’m so glad you’re back in the city.” He hugged her goodbye, giving me a not at all subtle thumbs up behind Kennedy’s back.
She gave hugs to everyone else too. Tanner whispered something in her ear and her face flushed.
Seriously, what kind of stuff had he been saying to her all night?
