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“Yeah. The new one who looks like a linebacker and stares at me while still managing to avoid direct eye contact.”
He made it now. His grayish green peepers locked on to mine. The potential of disapproval from my father made him respond more quickly than any of my feminine posturing. I’d have to remember that.
Dad answered after a few seconds of silence. “I’ll be waiting in the library.”
“Library. Right.”
Dad’s fancy Italian loafers slapped across the hardwood floor. The sound echoed up the stairwell.
Once it disappeared, I stared at the male specimen in front of me. “Talk, or I’m not moving. I’m going to stand here until my dad comes looking for me. When he does, I’m going to untie my robe and back away from you like we’ve been doing something inappropriate. And just so you know, there’s nothing under this silk but skin.”
His Adam’s apple convulsed in his throat.
“There’s only one thing you can do to make me go in my room, put on my clothes, and get my fine ass to Daddy’s office.”
Silence.
“Tell me your name.” I smiled. “That’s all. Just your name.”
The words came out so softly I couldn’t hear him. I leaned in close and he made a strangled noise.
“Repeat that, please?”
“Junior. Ta’ala. But everyone calls me Dune.”
“Where are you from, Dune?”
“I thought I only had to tell you my name.”
I pulled at the tie of my robe, loosening the knot. It had been way too long since I’d had someone to amuse me, and I planned on taking full advantage.
“Samoa,” he said in a rush.
I raised my eyebrows.
“Island in the South Pacific? Similar to Hawaii in landscape but less touristy?”
“I know where Samoa is,” I said. “So you’re Polynesian?”
“Afatasi. Half. My mom’s from New Zealand.”
“How did you end up here?”
“I needed a job, and I had to do something with … this.” He looked very confused as he gestured to his big body.
My smile was slightly predatory. I had some ideas about what he could do with it.
“Are we done?” he asked, regaining composure. “You need to get to your father’s library.”
“We’re done. For now.”
I let the robe fall off my shoulders, making sure Dune saw a good bit of back before I closed the door to my room. Call me hard up for entertainment, but getting him fired was going to be fun.
Dad wanted me downstairs only to tell me he’d be out for the evening, which was the equivalent of a dangling carrot. I wanted to play with the bodyguard, but cabin fever was getting to me.
It was nice to have options.
I dressed in a bustier and a pair of red leather pants, pulled my hair back in a slick ponytail, and then climbed down the side of my house, courtesy of the decorative pattern of horizontal bricks. I didn’t put on my stilettos until I was on the sidewalk, heading for the waiting cab. I plumped my lips on the ride over, gave the girls a little something extra, and changed my eye color to brown. I topped it off with a tiny, and definitely perky, button nose.
