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“Not at all. I like everything,” I assure him, walking closer to him. “Just hard to imagine you in a store, picking out drapes and sheets that match the furniture.”
“I don’t have time for that shit,” he mumbles, turning and walking into the bathroom. “Have a look around. No reason for you to watch me shower.”
“Hmm, I can think of a few reasons,” I giggle, walking close to the bathroom and watching as he starts the shower, admiring his inked and naked body. “But I guess we don’t have time.”
Boyd growls under his breath and steps into the shower. He doesn’t have to squat in this one. It’s bigger than my bathroom at home and has multiple showerheads, including a rainfall one that hangs directly in the middle.
As much as I’d like to stand here and watch, I pull myself away so I can look at the rest of his condo. He’s got several pieces of art. I’ve never been very interested in art, so I’m not sure if it’s expensive or just something the decorator added. There’s an amazing kitchen. So amazing, I could imagine myself actually trying to cook something in it.
“It would probably be so bad I’d get spanked for wasting food,” I laugh as I continue to look around.
There’s a second bedroom, but it doesn’t look like anyone has ever spent a night in it. Not in a long time, at least. The condo seems rather impersonal, overall. No photos. No real clutter. It doesn’t looklivedin. More like a place for Boyd to sleep, when the stairs and doors in Las Vegas are safe from his latest rampage.
I’m still looking around when Boyd emerges from his bedroom, fully dressed in a pressed, tailored suit. His hair is a little damp,but it’s drying, and he’s cleaned himself up with a shave. He looks even hotter now, if that’s possible.
“Time to go?” I ask, a little disappointed we can’t stay longer.
“Yeah,” he says, shoving his phone in his pocket. “Got a text while I was in the shower. Dante’s setting up a meeting with everyone, so it’s a good thing I’m already headed that way.”
“Another day in my room,” I sigh, dropping my head a little. “People are getting tired of recaps. I might have to dip into a few of those stories you told me to keep their interest.”
“Nah, none of that goes on a live podcast.” He shakes his head. “I need to listen to those before you air anything. Besides, you’re not going to be as bored as you think. Dante told me to bring you to the meeting.”
“Oh, really?” I ask, perking up.
“Don’t get too excited,” he says. “I doubt you’ll learn anything new. Probably just a…recap.”
“Never know,” I say, keeping the excitement in my voice. “I might find out where one of the bodies is buried! Then I’ll really have some good content!”
“Watch it, little girl,” he says, spinning me around and slapping my ass.
“Ow, hey! I was just kidding,” I whine, rubbing the spot he spanked.
“I know,” he laughs, nudging me toward the door.
Another day with Boyd. Or part of it, at least.
I’m sure it’ll be a lot more exciting than sitting in my room.
CHAPTER 27
Boyd
The meeting might as well be a text message.
It’s short and to the point, at least. We don’t have any new leads. The only reason Dante asked Sarah to come is because he hoped she might have something to add, but she doesn’t. She already came up with a damn good plan. One better than we had. But it doesn’t work when the Mafia Prince Killer is sitting on his ass.
“Crews will get back out on the streets,” Dante says as he wraps up the meeting. “Leadership will resume normal operations, for now. But stay close. Nobody leaves Las Vegas.”
“Understood,” a few voices ring out.
I nod and stand up, stretching my back and offering a hand to Sarah. She takes it, and I help her get up.
“So, resume normal operations?” she asks, some apprehension in her tone. “What does that mean, exactly?”
“Means everyone goes back to doing what they normally do every day,” I grunt, walking toward the exit with her next to me. “There’s still business to take care of. Las Vegas doesn’t run itself. But when this fucker trips one of those sensors, we’ll go after him.”
“What does that mean for you? Do I get to see what a normal day looks like for Big Boyd?” Her tone simmers with excitement, like it does when she’s delivering some new piece of information to her podcast audience.
