Free Tattoo My Heart (Heroes of Seaside Point, Book 1) by Mia Dymond Page B

that’s good, right?”
    “Yes and no.”
    “What do you mean?”
    “Well, he changed the tire, kissed me senseless, and then pulled me over.”
    “For what?”
    “Nothing. We were supposed to have lunch but he had to make a call. He’s coming to the house later tonight.”
    “And then you’ll have sex.”
    She groaned. “Why are you so obsessed with me and Casey having sex?”
    Vanessa didn’t even try to appear apologetic for getting so personal. “Because you want to. I’m just the one saying it out loud.”
    “Do I ever,” she mumbled.
    “I don’t see the problem.”
    “He doesn’t.”
    “Did he say that?”
    “No. But I know.”
    “I’m not convinced you know as much as you think.”
    “Wanna bet?”
    “I think I’ll take that bet.” Vanessa pulled on a mitt and pulled a baking pan from the oven. “You said he kissed you senseless this afternoon, right?”
    “Yes.”
    “He wouldn’t do that if he weren’t serious, Annessa. You and I both know that. Casey thinks about everything before he acts.”
    “I think he just likes to tease me.”
    “Really Annessa? Because if you think about it, he could have very easily taken advantage of you the night of my party.” Her sister slapped the pan against the counter to flatten the contents. “As much tequila as you drank, your thighs would’ve opened themselves. Casey wouldn’t have had to work hard at all.”
    Annessa folded her arms across her chest and smirked. “Uncle.”
    Before she endured the wrath of her sister’s continued interrogation, the bell over the front door announced a visitor.
    “Hold that thought.” Vanessa rushed to the front of the store and returned with a massive bouquet of flowers and a grin that had suspicion all over it.
    “So,” she said as she placed the crystal vase on the baking counter, “I thought you said you didn’t have sex with Casey.”
    “I didn’t.” Annessa stood and inhaled the sweet smell of the fragrant gift. “Dane spoils you rotten.”
    “These aren’t for me.” Her sister’s eyes twinkled as she twirled a card between her fingers. “The envelope has your name on it.”
    Annessa frowned and took the envelope. The only way Casey had time to order flowers was if he radioed the flower shop while he drove back to Seaside. She’d followed him – he hadn’t driven into town. Curious, she opened the envelope and read:
    NICE TRY – I ALWAYS WIN AT HIDE AND SEEK
    Annessa fought the urge to scream bloody murder. Obviously, she hadn’t hidden at all. Someone followed closely. Too closely.
    “Well?” Vanessa shrieked.
    Annessa worked hard to keep the tremble from her voice while she stuffed the card into her skirt pocket. “They’re not from Casey, Van.”
    “Then who?”
    She took a deep breath and shoved fear from her body. Please, oh please, don’t let Vanessa see right through me this time . “A client. Thanking me for services.”
    Vanessa moved the vase to the sink and turned on the water. “They’re beautiful.”
    “Who delivered them?”
    Her sister shrugged. “I don’t know. They were left on the counter with the card tucked inside.” Vanessa set the vase back on the counter and widened her eyes. “Is this a male client?”
    She managed a giggle to cover her nerves. “No.” She pointed at the warm cookies on the baking sheet. “Are you going to share?”
    “Of course.”
    Annessa breathed a sigh of relief that her sister was easily distracted and plucked the cookie from Vanessa’s grasp. “Oh God, Van,” she mumbled as she chewed the gooey dessert, “these are to-die-for.”
    “What did you think of the building?”
    She swallowed as her muscles tensed again. “I didn’t go. Casey distracted me and then he got a call. We decided to get together tonight.”
    “Ah.” Vanessa nodded, apparently satisfied with that explanation. “Travis won’t complete his shift until tomorrow evening.”
    She broke another cookie in two and stretched the chocolate between