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girl’s room because there was no way I was going to sit on my own with Cordi and Mike making goo-goo eyes at each other. Harley Hill might be a lot of things, but a gooseberry isn’t one of them.
When I got back, Cordi had untangled herself from Mike. I could tell right away something was wrong, had they fallen out so soon?
“What’s up?” I shouted over the noise of the band.
“Cole had to go,” Cordi said. “It’s the case in Manchester. He had to leave immediately; you know how it is. He said he’d call you when he could and that he was sorry that he had to dash off without saying a proper goodbye.”
I sat down beside her, picked up my warm beer and downed it in one. “Yeah. Me too.”
When we got home, I took Max for a walk. I wanted to clear my head and also avoid the two lovebirds. Right now I wasn’t in the mood to see a couple getting all smoochie, not when my boyfriend had all but run out on me.
“C’mon, Max, it’s just you and me,” I said, putting his lead on. Monty came and sat by the door. As soon as I opened it, he was off, a grey shadow streaking into the night.
I’d just reached the corner of the street and, according to the amount of sniffing, a particularly interesting lamppost when a motorbike cruised to a halt beside me. I instantly recognized the powerful machine and the equally impressive rider clad in black leathers.
The rider took off his helmet. It was Alex. “We have to stop meeting like this,” he said and shot me a wicked smile.
“Then come to the house rather than stalking me through the streets.” I smiled. “You want to watch it, I might call the cops.”
He laughed. “That’s kind of why I’m here. Cordi rang me, said you wanted to get your hands on Renholm’s address book? The thing is, I’m trying to avoid my ex-wife as much as possible.”
“Don’t you start on my partner,” I said, immediately leaping to Cordi’s defence. “Cordi is a wonderful woman.”
“I know. I just know that seeing me upsets her. I know you probably don’t believe me, but I don’t want to do that.”
“So what do you want, Alex?” I didn’t mean to sound as harsh as I did, but I was upset about Cole leaving. Alex turning up like the proverbial bad penny just made the situation more complicated.
“Good question. Anyway, I’m glad you’re not too upset about stumbling across the body. I told the squad that I got an anonymous tip-off, so you’re in the clear. No need to thank me.”
“I wasn’t going to.”
His face darkened, but he still looked hotter than Hades. “Okay, Harley, if that’s how you want to play it.” He put his helmet back on, slammed the tinted visor down, and kicked the bike into life.
I could be such a jerk sometimes. “Wait!” I said. “Please. I’m sorry, Alex.”
He turned the engine off and flipped up his visor. His eyes bored into me. Sitting there, he looked like some kind of dark knight. I felt a little thrill of excitement run through me.
“I brought something for you,” he said after some time passed with us both just standing there, staring at each other. He pulled a file out of his jacket and handed it to me. Max had a sniff, just in case it was made of bacon, which it wasn’t.
“I’m sorry, Harley, but it looks like your man Renholm committed suicide. We found a note under the body. I’ve put a copy in there for you to read and a few bonus prizes, shall we say. I was going to post it, but I saw you walking the dog, thought I’d give it to you in person.”
“Don’t you care that seeing you might upset me, like it upsets Cordi?”
“Does it upset you, seeing me?” He gave me a long slow smile; it was like someone pouring liquid honey down my spine. It shouldn’t be legal for a smile to do that to a girl.
“Not for the reasons you’re thinking,” I snapped. I don’t know why I was being so mean to him. Okay, he was flirting with me, but that was all. The truth was, I liked seeing him, and he
When I got back, Cordi had untangled herself from Mike. I could tell right away something was wrong, had they fallen out so soon?
“What’s up?” I shouted over the noise of the band.
“Cole had to go,” Cordi said. “It’s the case in Manchester. He had to leave immediately; you know how it is. He said he’d call you when he could and that he was sorry that he had to dash off without saying a proper goodbye.”
I sat down beside her, picked up my warm beer and downed it in one. “Yeah. Me too.”
When we got home, I took Max for a walk. I wanted to clear my head and also avoid the two lovebirds. Right now I wasn’t in the mood to see a couple getting all smoochie, not when my boyfriend had all but run out on me.
“C’mon, Max, it’s just you and me,” I said, putting his lead on. Monty came and sat by the door. As soon as I opened it, he was off, a grey shadow streaking into the night.
I’d just reached the corner of the street and, according to the amount of sniffing, a particularly interesting lamppost when a motorbike cruised to a halt beside me. I instantly recognized the powerful machine and the equally impressive rider clad in black leathers.
The rider took off his helmet. It was Alex. “We have to stop meeting like this,” he said and shot me a wicked smile.
“Then come to the house rather than stalking me through the streets.” I smiled. “You want to watch it, I might call the cops.”
He laughed. “That’s kind of why I’m here. Cordi rang me, said you wanted to get your hands on Renholm’s address book? The thing is, I’m trying to avoid my ex-wife as much as possible.”
“Don’t you start on my partner,” I said, immediately leaping to Cordi’s defence. “Cordi is a wonderful woman.”
“I know. I just know that seeing me upsets her. I know you probably don’t believe me, but I don’t want to do that.”
“So what do you want, Alex?” I didn’t mean to sound as harsh as I did, but I was upset about Cole leaving. Alex turning up like the proverbial bad penny just made the situation more complicated.
“Good question. Anyway, I’m glad you’re not too upset about stumbling across the body. I told the squad that I got an anonymous tip-off, so you’re in the clear. No need to thank me.”
“I wasn’t going to.”
His face darkened, but he still looked hotter than Hades. “Okay, Harley, if that’s how you want to play it.” He put his helmet back on, slammed the tinted visor down, and kicked the bike into life.
I could be such a jerk sometimes. “Wait!” I said. “Please. I’m sorry, Alex.”
He turned the engine off and flipped up his visor. His eyes bored into me. Sitting there, he looked like some kind of dark knight. I felt a little thrill of excitement run through me.
“I brought something for you,” he said after some time passed with us both just standing there, staring at each other. He pulled a file out of his jacket and handed it to me. Max had a sniff, just in case it was made of bacon, which it wasn’t.
“I’m sorry, Harley, but it looks like your man Renholm committed suicide. We found a note under the body. I’ve put a copy in there for you to read and a few bonus prizes, shall we say. I was going to post it, but I saw you walking the dog, thought I’d give it to you in person.”
“Don’t you care that seeing you might upset me, like it upsets Cordi?”
“Does it upset you, seeing me?” He gave me a long slow smile; it was like someone pouring liquid honey down my spine. It shouldn’t be legal for a smile to do that to a girl.
“Not for the reasons you’re thinking,” I snapped. I don’t know why I was being so mean to him. Okay, he was flirting with me, but that was all. The truth was, I liked seeing him, and he
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