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“Leaf…”
“But whatever. I’ll be right back.”
He disappears from the barn and into his house, leaving me alone. I can’t help but scour the premises as best I can while in the daylight. I’m looking for any trace of Michael, but just like I expected, I see nothing. Just the typical farm equipment, a few empty horse stalls, large barrels full of nothing, and a few bags of lye and quicklime in the corner.
Nothing that screams murderer.
Although hecoulduse the lye and the bins to dispose of remains.
I scrub a hand over my face and head to the barn doors when I hear Leaf calling for me.
He pokes his head in and then grins. “Sorry, forgot you might not have had your hearing aids in.” He signs this as well as speaks it, and I turn my head, showing him my ears. “Right. Ready?”
My gaze skims down his one-piece neon skin suit. Like something wrestlers would wear.
He looks ridiculous, but still my eyes skim over his body beneath it, the Lycra showing off every inch of him.
“Better?” he asks, and I roll my eyes.
“Alright. You made your point.”
He grins and then walks toward his car. “I’ll drive.”
CHAPTER SEVEN
LEAF
The bodysuitI wore to prove a point is riding up my ass cheeks as we walk around the nursery, looking for the vegetables that I need to replace.
I keep having to pull it out of my crack. Echo obviously notices and bites back his laughs. I’m glad he holds them in, or I’d have to hit him over the head. With a shovel this time. And he’ll probably call the cops, and I’ll go to jail for assault.
He’s currently pushing a cart as I put different plants inside, ones that I hope have a chance of survival against Michael. When we get to the garden fencing, I grab an entire roll of galvanized steel.
Hopefully, Michael’s horrible little teeth can’t chew through this.
“Alright, I’m ready to head home.”
“Got everything you need?”
“Yes, all but the TNT you never gave me.” He lets out a small laugh, and I glower at him. “That would have really solved all my problems.”
“I think you have a lot more problems than TNT could solve.”
“Fuck off,” I murmur, feeling my eyes roll. “TNT would solve everything.”
He rolls the cart up to the guy at the checkout counter, and I feel the worker’s eyes take me in.
“Love the outfit,” he says, and I grin widely, my hand sweeping down my chest.
“Thank you. It’s his favorite.” I elbow Echo, and he blushes but says nothing as I lean forward and add, “Loves my curves in it.”
The checkout guy smiles as he starts scanning my items, and when we roll the cart out of the nursery, I give my ass a nice little bounce in his direction.
“He was flirting with you,” Echo says, and I arch an eyebrow at him.
“Well, I feel very sorry for him. He has terrible taste in men.”
Echo nudges me, and I glance up at him. “I think his taste is alright.”
