deeply like he couldn't avert his eyes.
"Not Horace Willoughby."
"No," he said with a laugh.
"Not Horace Willoughby who cons the con artists. Who gets back the gold so he can win over Antonia."
His eyes went wide. He smiled a big smile and took a step closer to me. I felt a buzzing electricity in the space between us. I think I moved toward him too. Or maybe the Universe just magnetically pulled us closer.
"You read the book," he said.
"Yes," I said. "I went to the library and read their copy. Well, not all of it. Parts. But I got the gist of it. I know I'm breaking all the rules by coming here. But you broke the rules by giving me this key."
I took the key out and handed it to him. He didn't move.
"The key is yours, Kiri," he said. "Everything in the box is yours."
"Look, no offense, but that's just crazy," I said. "I don't know what you're doing or what you're up to but I can't be a part of it. I need to return this key and get back to my regular life. I can't be a part of whatever scam you're running."
"What makes you think there's a scam?"
Should I tell him about Agent Henderson? No, I think I'll hold back on that.
"Well, it has to be," I said. "What kind of man puts a hundred thousand dollars in a safe deposit box under a fake name?"
He just kept looking at me. God, I wish he wouldn't do that. I can't seem to look away. The energy between us kept buzzing, energizing, electrifying.
"The kind of man who wants to return property to someone it belongs to," he said, "but who doesn't want prying eyes to know."
"That's why you walk in like you own the bank and attract all kinds of attention to yourself?"
He laughed.
"Well I admit, I could have been more discreet," he said. "And I shouldn't have flirted with you."
No, that part was okay. You can do that all you want. Don't you fucking understand me?
"I need answers, H," I said. "People are asking too many questions and I'm going a little crazy. I think I'm being followed too."
"Followed?" he said as his eyes squinted. I saw genuine concern in his face.
"So you've got to take back this damned key! That's why I'm here."
I put the key on the chair to the right of me.
There was a long pause as he just stared at me for a minute, like he was trying to figure out how he was going to handle this. I saw confusion in his eyes. I tried to swallow and realized my mouth was dry.
"Well, you're here and I'm glad you're here," he said.
He took another step toward me. I wanted to back up but couldn't. I was pulled to him by the now swirling magnetic energy pounding away in the space between us.
Oh God, he's going to kiss me!
I swear he looked at me like he was losing control too. Like neither of us were able to control ourselves. His left hand reached out to my right arm. My right arm involuntarily lifted to meet his.
But somehow we missed.
Something crossed his face. I couldn't read the emotion, but whatever it was made him turn and move away without completing the touch. His left hand went up behind his head and he walked toward the patio. Almost like he forced himself to break the electrical connection. Outside the window behind him, the gray-blue ocean stretched to Cape Cod, highlighting his powerful frame as he walked toward it.
What happened? What kept him from moving closer to me? I was sure he was going to kiss me. And I was going to let him. What the fuck?
Kiri, that's not what you came here for! You need answers! You need to find out what's going on so you can get yourself out of this mess!
"I heard you met Forrester," he said as he walked up to the bar.
"Yes," I said.
"Forrester is a good man. He's saved my life twice."
H... Caden... added some ice to a martini shaker.
"I wasn't sure what to think of him," I said. "I saw him following me right outside and he kind of freaked me out a little... until I learned