Page 183 of Scene of the Crime


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Okay, that was a lie.

He meant ill more times than not, but that was his charm. A leopard didn’t change those particular spots.

“I have to go, Elizabeth. Happy hunting. Don’t call unless it’s to talk wedding. You’re like the kiss of death,” he said, busting her ass as he hung up, getting the last words.

Ivan agreed.

“Well, I’ve been saying that since I met her,” he stated as he was getting them to the cemetery. “I know when I see you, I think it’s my death wish.”

She flipped him off.

“Har-har, Toady. You only wish someone would kiss you, frog prince. Your wife has to close her eyes.”

It made him laugh.

Why?

People always closed their eyes when they kissed someone unless they were cuckoo.

As Ivan pulled into the cemetery, it was freaking huge. As they drove down one of the greenery and tombstone-lined drives, it just kept going forever.

She wouldn’t want to play hide-and-seek in this massive place. It was row on row of stones.

“Saint Mary’s is huge,” Gene said.

That it was.

“We’re here,” Toady said. “I’m dropping you off. Find a nice hole,” he joked.

She snorted.

“Keep it up, and I’ll try,” she said. “Wait until I ditch security later. Who’ll be laughing then, Ivan? Who?” she asked, as all the husbands were staring at Ivan.

Oh, he didn’t like that.

Who wasn’t laughing now?

To distract them, Callen went there.

“Do you know what I heard about this cemetery?” Callen asked.

Elizabeth was curious since they’d been quiet all through the call with Gabe.

“What?” she asked, falling for it.

He delivered the joke.

“That people are dying to get in.”

She stared at him as he giggled like he’d done something miraculous, like turn water to wine.

Oh, someone was out of his damn, sexy mind.

“A dad joke?” she asked. “Really? We have jars of eyeballs, skulls with mismatched ones, and you want to dad joke me in a massive cemetery where someone was playing grave robber?”

He was to the point.

“Actually, I want to fuck you, but that seemed inappropriate while on the clock. You got a dad joke. That was me showing restraint. You’re welcome.”