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I hate to fucking think about what’s on it, but there aren’t many choices when you’re caught breaking into the house of your newfound obsession’s twin sister.
“What are you doing here?” I snap, stepping off the bed. Both men reach back like they’re going for their guns, but I’m not an idiot. I can see they’re both poor excuses for from here. Nothing like the nine in my back.
“You the homeowner?” one snaps. I can tell he’s new. Probably no older than Hannah from the looks of it. He keeps his gaze pinned on me—smart—while the other guy just looks around like a dumbass.
“I am,” Hannah says breathlessly, slipping her shirt over her head as discreetly as possible.
“You have your ID on you?”
She nods quickly and I steel myself for the handcuffs that are likely about to come. Imagine my surprise when Hannah reaches into Melissa’s purse sitting beside the bed and pulls out her wallet.
How the fuck didn’t I notice that?
She hands over Melissa’s ID and the younger guy inspects it, then Hannah.
“You set off the alarm,” he says, almost pissed off that Melissa’s ID checked out. Idiot didn’t look close enough. Hannah and Melissa look nothing alike. “Said you entered the wrong code.”
Hannah waves a hand, climbing off the bed to stand next to me.
“Sorry,” she laughs sweetly. “Must have made a mistake when we got here. We just got in from a long stay in Aruba. Have you ever been?” She makes a show of placing her hand on my stomach and nestling into my side. My cock pulses in response, particularly when her nails dig into my skin.
Little shit.
“Can’t say I have. What happened to your table downstairs?”
“Yeah, and why does it smell so bad in the kitchen?” the other guy chimes. Fucking idiot. Probably still has his lunch packed by his mother, every day.
“Oh, we let some friends stay over and they got a little carried away, I guess,” Hannah lies, smoothly. “Really, you must go and see Aruba for yourself. It’s truly magical.” She beams, cheeks burning bright red. “There’s this beautiful little villa we stayed at and they had these lizards—”
“Iguanas,” I correct and Hannah shoots me a look behind her smile.
“Iguanas,” she says dramatically. “Anyway, they climb everywhere, and I wanted to bring one home, but they wouldn’t let me and it was a whole debacle that my sweet pookie bear, here, had to stop—”
“That’s enough,” the first guy says, looking back and forth between us while I try not to think of all the ways I’d fucking love to punish Hannah.
Fucking pookie bear?
“We’ve got another call, so long as you’re clear.”
“All clear,” I murmur.
Stupid fucks.
He nods, not even second-guessing it.
“Have a good night. And try to make sure you enter the right code, next time. We might not be able to get here as fast if you actually need help if we’re chasing after false alarms all night.”
Jesus Christ.
“Of course. Thank you for keeping the streets safe, at night. You two be careful out there,” Hannah waves, watching as they retreat down the stairs. As soon as the door shuts below, she lets out a deep breath, her hands shaking.
“Holy shit,” she breathes.
“Pookie bear?” I cock a brow at her.
She chuckles, slipping her shirt back over her head. It’s a shame.
“What? Would you prefer I call you Big Daddy like Puke and Ian?”
