Page 94 of Bourbon Bliss
“Duck!” I tried to push his head down as I scrunched low in my seat.
“I think ducking is more conspicuous than just sitting here like we belong.”
“That’s a valid point.” Now that I was down low, I couldn’t see, but it seemed prudent to remain where I was so my movement didn’t attract additional attention. “Did she look?”
“Nope.”
“What’s she doing? I need you to be my eyes, George.”
“She’s getting in a car.”
“Is she leaving?”
“Not yet, but I think it’s safe to assume that’s why she got in.”
“Follow her. But not too close.” I paused, hearing Cassidy’s chastisement in my mind.Manners, June.“I mean, please follow her. But not too close.”
“Will do, Scooby-June.”
He pulled out onto the street. I stayed low, watching the tops of buildings, trees, and bits of sky. Eventually, I deemed it safe to sit up, which was decidedly more comfortable. And certainly safer in the event of an accident.
Callie parked in front of a restaurant and got out. George found a spot a block away and we got out to follow.
“Act natural,” I whispered to George as we walked toward the restaurant.
He paused and his eyes flicked up and down. “Are you going to wear those glasses inside?”
I considered that for a second. It seemed as if concealing my identity was the prudent choice. But if this woman wasn’t Callie—and I was convinced she wasn’t—she wouldn’t recognize me. And wearing sunglasses indoors might appear unnecessarily conspicuous.
“No, I suppose that isn’t necessary.” I took them off and put them in my bag. “You go first and we’ll pretend we’re not together.”
“Why?”
“Because you’re going to talk to her.”
“Hold on, Scooby-June. You mean you want me to distract her, don’t you?”
“Yes, of course. You should flirt with her. I suspect a flirtatious encounter will be particularly distracting.”
“Flirt with her.” He hadn’t phrased it as a question.
I answered anyway. “Yes.”
“And you’re going to try to get something with her DNA.” Again, not phrased as a question.
“Yes.”
He shook his head. “All right. I guess I signed on for this crazy when I agreed to come out here. At least it’s not a biker bar this time.”
“Agreed. The level of danger we’re encountering must be at least seventy-two percent less than in Hollis Corner.”
“Is that so?” He bit his bottom lip. “Careful, June Bug. You keep talking statistics like that and I’ll be dragging you back to my car and making another run at second base.”
It took considerable effort to ignore the rush of heat between my legs. “This is important. We need to focus.”
The corner of his mouth hooked in a smile. “Okay, but I make no promises once we’re done here.”
My heart fluttered and my cheeks warmed at the thought of all the things George and I could do in his car. I blew out a breath to stay focused and gestured toward the door. “You first. I’ll wait before entering.”
