Page 48 of Unravelling The Hitman: A BWWM Romance

Woman, if I wasn’t in so much pain right now…

“I’m sorry. I… let me get dressed.” She started shuffling around, quietly. After a few seconds, she nudged me again and, in a sheepish voice, asked, “Do you see my panties?”

I spotted the lingerie hanging on the railing. “Here.”

“Thanks.”

Humphries paced. “No, no. It didn’t work out that way.”

“Um.” Another soft touch. “My bra?”

I lifted my neck and glanced around. The scene looked like the after-effects of a natural disaster.

Broken wood. Slain hammock. A spattering of blood.

Hers or mine?

No bra though.

I caught Angel’s eye and shook my head.

She debated it for a second and then reached for her shirt, tugging it over her chest. I should follow her lead and dress as well, but the thought of pulling on pants made me nauseous.

Humphries moved into our line of sight. He stared through the window and scratched his crotch. “I know. I thought so too.” He paused and chuckled. “No, I was the only one who saw Angel. If I’d told the rest where she was, I wouldn’t have been able to stay an extra night with her.”

I felt Angel stiffen.

Humphries cackled, turning and giving us his back. “I know, man. But I still ended up sleeping on the couch.”

“That jerk!” Angel jumped to her feet, swiped her shorts and plunged one foot into it. Stomping her other foot in, she pulled her pants up and stalked across the deck.

“Angel!” I called.

She ignored me and stormed away.

I rolled to a sitting position and grabbed my pants, getting dressed as quickly as I could without worsening my injury. By the time I’d buckled up, Angel was already inside and facing Humphries down.

Through the glass door, I saw him whirl around. The moment he spotted her, his skin paled and his eyes bulged.

Thick lips trembling, he stammered, “A-Angel?”

“Is that true?”

“Where did you come from?” His gaze dipped to the balcony. “Were you outside all along?”

“You know, I thought it was weird that Paulina and Principal Amy left without finding me. That was because of you?”

“Wait, I can explain.”

“Explain what? That you lied to me, to everyone?”

“It wasn’t like that.”

“What was it like then?”

Humphries pulled his bottom lip in.

“I trusted you. I took you at your word. And you deceived me on the chance you’d get laid?”

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