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comfortable.”
    “Comfortable?” I laugh. “Do you sleep in that tux, too?”
    “I didn’t want you to feel under… dressed.”
    “You mean poor?”
    Shane takes a few steps up the stairs and stops, turning his head over his shoulder but not looking at me. “Undervalued. That’s the word I wanted to say.”
    I’m left speechless as he walks away. Undervalued. Is that some kind of a trick? He thought I was a prostitute drug addict. That’s when I realize that I pretty much smell like one. There’s probably a shower in the bedroom he locked me in earlier. As soon as he’s out of sight, I make a bee line toward it to wash off the strip club grime.
    When I get out of the shower, there’s a neatly folded pair of jeans and t-shirt along with a pair of panties and a bra. Exactly my size. That is just weird. I guess discussing boundaries with your kidnapper is a waste of time, but I still start rehearsing what I’m going to say.
    Then I see a pile of magazines sitting on the dresser. It’s a bunch of girly stuff like fashion and makeup tips, even a cooking magazine. Does he think I’m just going to lounge around like this is a waiting room? And what a bunch of fricking stereotypes! There’s a tablet there too, but I’m not about to get on the internet so he can monitor my activity.
    Fully dressed like the average, completely normal person that I am, I exit the room I’m apparently being held captive in. I’ll get out of here one way or another and I’m determined to take a look at the whole place while he still thinks I’m scared of him. Which I’m not. Well, maybe a little bit.
    My feet immediately slip on the marble floor as I creep down the hallway. What a stupid luxury, you probably have to wear shoes the whole time in your own house. I peel my socks off and toss them back into my room before I start down the stairs.
    To my left is a couch, the only piece of furniture in a large open area in front of a pair of doors. That’s probably the main elevator. Past that is the ridiculously opulent dining room I’ve already seen and the kitchen. I didn’t actually get in there, but there might be an exit for staff to go in and out so Shane doesn’t have to see the commoners that serve him. The swinging kitchen door is heavy as I push it open. It’s probably made of petrified extinct mahogany or something else that’s outrageously expensive.
    Wow. This kitchen is basically the size of a house and it’s completely spotless. There are a ton of cabinets, but they’re mostly empty. So is the fridge, unless you count a door full of condiments and two take out containers. That part is actually kind of sad.
    There is a door at the back of the room, but it’s locked and there’s a keypad on the wall beside it. Great. So much for picking a lock. There appears to be a little grease mark on the number five. Maybe I can dust something on it to see what other keys have been pressed like spies do in the movies. Unfortunately, this is probably the only kitchen on the face of the earth that doesn’t stock any flour or cornstarch. I found some baby powder upstairs in the bathroom though, I can try that when I sneak back in later.
    Okay. Let’s get a look at the rest of the place. The decidedly magnificent staircase I descended is up against a wall that ends in an arched doorway. I peek my head around it and blink in disbelief as it opens up to a balcony with a decorative steel and wire railing. Holy shit, this place is huge. It wouldn’t surprise me if the far wall was more than a hundred feet away, and it’s not even a wall. It’s a two story floor to ceiling window with a spectacular view of the city. The sky is faintly blue off in the distance, so it must face west. I don’t know how I could use that little factoid to get out of here, but hey, every little bit helps at this point.
    The marble flooring changes to a far more practical hardwood. My bare feet are freezing and welcome the relief. Creeping toward the