Free Wild About The Bodyguard by Tabitha Robbins Page B

there’s one. Guess you only need a few
dozen fabulously wealthy men to sign up each year to keep the
coffers overflowing.”
    He sat up and
ran a hand through his hair. “I assure you—my coffers do not
overflow.”
    “ Really?” She
pushed up on one elbow. “Have you ever thought about expanding the
membership then? Maybe giving folk the opportunity to make wives
and girlfriends associate members or something?”
    “ It’s not
that easy.”
    “ Because you
don’t want to ruffle any old school feathers?”
    “ If you want
to know...yeah, that’s partly the reason.”
    “ The same
reason you won’t make our case a whole lot easier by simply asking
Garfield how his wife came by my ring.”
    He looked at
her twice. “Getting impatient already?”
    “ Just asking
the question.”
    “ I’ve
explained how we ought to play this. We need to establish the facts
first.”
    “ You did
explain.” She flopped back and stared at the ceiling. “And you’re
right... I guess...”
    “ Nothing
comes easy, Sammy.”
    “ Except me
last night.”
    About to pull
on his jeans, Chase stopped and gave in to a grin. Curling over
her, he pressed a kiss upon her plump, warm smile. When it came to
sex—to making love—Sammy truly was something else.
    After he
kissed her deeply, she sighed and curled her arms around his neck.
“Does this mean you’re having the day off?”
    He’d like
nothing better, but, “Today I need to go into the office. Tomorrow
I’m paying your former building super a visit. Ferdinand Rompus
still looks after the same place.”
    Sammy
shuddered. “Creepy man. Smelled funny, too. Like
sardines.”
    “ There was
someone else.” Chase tried to sound casual. “The police report took
note of a boy in your year...David Green.”
    “ Sure. David
was in my drama class. He was an okay kind of guy. Not so
memorable, except he was real self-conscious about a blackened eye
tooth. He hardly ever smiled.”
    “ What was his
family life like?”
    “ I only went
to his place once. His dad was a slob. Smoked pot.”
    That
fit . “Did David have any siblings?” he
asked, already knowing. It hadn’t been difficult to
check.
    “ An older
brother,” she said. “Don’t recall his name.”
    Chase knew
it. The name was carved into his brain. Hurly Green .
    “ Did you ever
mention the ring to David?” Chase asked.
    “ One night we
got smashed on beer, just the two of us. First and last time I ever
got drunk. I was having a hard time with a stupid teacher who was
riding my back. You know how things like that mean everything when
you’re a kid.” Her head angled as she remembered more. “I’ve never
been a hundred percent sure, but I feel I might’ve said something
that night. Around that time, I had this obsession thinking we
ought to sell the ring and live it up for a change.
Stupid.”
    “ What was the
ring insured for?”
    “ It’s all in
those papers.” She ran a fingertip over his lips. “Mind if I come
along when you question Ferdinand?”
    “ I thought
you said he creeped you out.”
    “ There’s
nothing like life experience where learning one’s craft is
concerned. I’m dying to see a real P.I. in action.”
    His grin
brushed her lips. “What do you think I was doing last
night?”
    She pulled him
closer. “Just getting started.”

    When Chase
dropped Sammy home, she bounced out onto the pavement and tossed
out an invitation. God, she looked cute in those jeans and Giants
Tee. She looked even better out of them.
    “ Sunday
nights I usually go to a club of my own,” she said. “Wanna tag
along?”
    “ What time
will I pick you up?”
    “ I’ll grab a
lift with a friend. Meet you there.” She gave an address. “Around
eight?”
    “ Eight’s
perfect.”
    “ Just to warn
you...it’s a thousand times different to The Don. You might be a
little shocked.”
    He chuckled.
“It’d take a lot.”
    Fifteen
minutes later, Chase was behind his desk, sorting through figures
and more