Page 30 of Incurably Cupid

“How did you get onto the isle?”

“One of my great-grandmothers is a cupid. She allowed me access.”

I glanced at Indie and she nodded that it was true. She was either going along with my ruse, or she really could tell when someone was lying. I hoped it was the former.

“And how did you break into this house?”

Dante frowned. “Come on, boss. You could have broken in too. It comes with our training.”

“Leo, did he use a retinal or handprint scan?”

“No. He bypassed those,” Leo grumbled.

“Try again,” I growled.

"I have a black-market bypass device," Dante admitted. "Small. It's in a pocket sewn into the inseam of my jeans."

“Indie.”

Indie rolled her eyes. “Oh, yay, I get to stick my hand down some guy's pants I don’t even know. What adelightfulnight this is turning out to be,” she said as she marched over to Dante.

I maintained a blank face, but only barely. Indie sleep-deprived was more snarky and hilarious than usual.

She moved to retrieve the device.

Dante, unfortunately, decided to open his mouth. "You can put your hands on me any?—“

Clang!

Indie’s candy bowl struck again.

"Indie?"

"Yes, Mesmer?"

“Good job.”

She nodded demurely. “Thank you.”

I sighed. “He’s usually decent. I apologize.”

She patted the bowl. "Not a problem. This is actually cathartic."

I smirked. "I should buy you more candy bowls."

"That would be acceptable. Though I thinkhis hard head finally chipped this one."

Dante groaned awake. "You could’ve just said you weren’t interested," he mumbled.

"Yeah, but this was more fun," Indie said.

I laughed. "Get up. Move to the couch. And tell me—what were you doing in the kitchen?"

"I was hungry?"

"You can’tbreak into someone’s houseand steal their food!"

Dante shrugged. "I could’ve knocked and asked. But where’s the fun in that?"

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