He gave a rueful chuckle. “Yeah, even whipped open the shower curtain since he thought you were behind it.”
My eyes went wide. “You’re shitting me!”
“No.”
He shared about the rest of his morning.
I sank back into the couch. “Half a kilo of cocaine? Are you… And Ines uses, too?”
He dragged a hand down his face. “According to Brantley. I don’t know if I believe him, though.”
My eyes closed and I attempted to process everything he shared. I opened my eyes and focused on him. “Did you try looking for the drugs when you came back?”
“I did a cursory search. I wanted to wait for you to get back before I started rifling through drawers or her closet shelves.”
I nodded. “Do you think Tobias has the drugs?”
He pressed his lips together then stopped with a hiss. “I think it could go either way at this point.”
“You should get some ice on that lip, Raff.”
“I’ll be fine. I’ve suffered much worse.”
I leaned forward. “Where’s the card for Officer Hatcher? We should call him.”
“Are you shitting me?” he asked in an almost mocking tone.
I twisted my hands up. “I’m sure they have a drug-sniffing K-9 that might be able to help us.”
“Sure, until the coke shows up in your bedroom.”
That brought me up short. I twisted my lips to the side. “Well, I guess we should search her room more—”
“No,” he interrupted.
“What do you mean, ‘no’?”
He grabbed my hand and tugged me toward him. “No, first you need to give me a kiss. Then, we can go through her room. But I think we need to go throughyourroom, too. Seeing as there’s three people in the mix here, your room or bathroom might make for the best hiding spot.”
I lifted my hands up. “Or even the kitchen or living room.”
Rafferty shook his head. “Not the living room. I searched earlier, even turned the furniture over and unzipped the cushions to check inside. No drugs. The kitchen is a last resort. Too much happens there. Somebody drops by, they could open the wrong cabinet or something… I don’t know. It just seems like it wouldn’t be a decent spot. But if we don’t find anything, we’ll check there last.”
“Okay,” I whispered.
Every time I thought I had pinpointed the exact shade of Rafferty’s brown eyes, I found reasons to doubt myself. Today his eyes had a shine like chocolate chips that had just melted. Tomorrow they would look totally different.
“What are you waiting for, Robertson?” he asked.
I shifted, leaned up, slid my hands along the side of his neck, and ever-so-gently brushed my lips against his.
He wrapped his arms around my waist. “What the hell are you doing, Lex? Kiss me like you mean it.”
“I’m not going to hurt your lip, Raff.”
His chin lowered as he gave me a pointed look. “A split lip is the least of my worries. Kiss your man.”
I stopped myself from widening my eyes, but my whole body froze.Your man. That was fast… then again, we’d known each other our whole lives, so no, it wasn’t fast at all, really.
