“We’re going to have a nice long talk about all of that. But I think we need to find Luna first. And solve a murder, it seems,” Cash said, getting out of the car and walking to my bike. I walked over to where he stood waiting.
“So, I’ll see you later?” I asked, not sure what to do now.
“Give me the key to your bike chain. I’m going to throw your bike in the car and we are going to find Luna together. Like couples do,” Cash said patiently and I couldn’t help but grin at him a little stupidly.
So we were a couple after all. Apparently, it only took a morning at the police station to confirm that.
See? Definitely not your average girlfriend.
Chapter Twenty-Nine
We stoppedbymy house so I didn’t have to spend all day in my bikini and cover-up. Hank was delighted to see Cash again, and I smiled as he raced in circles around Cash, dropping as many toys as he could find at Cash’s feet.
“I’ll let Hank out. You go change,” Cash ordered.
I took my phone with me upstairs, continuing to glance at it every few seconds, hoping for a response from Luna. Hopping in the shower for a quick rinse, I tried to calm the beginning tendrils of panic that licked at my stomach and thought about what to do.
“As much as I’d like to join you in there, we should probably get moving,” Cash called through the door, knocking lightly as it was slightly open.
“You could join me,” I offered hopefully, panic quickly being replaced with lust.
“Oh, I’ll join you later. And all night. And tomorrow morning too,” Cash promised, as he opened the showerdoor to hand me a cup of coffee. I met his eyes with my mouth hanging open.
“I look forward to it,” I said, gulping hot coffee and stinging my mouth as he left the bathroom chuckling.
Damn, that man was distracting.
Considering my wardrobe after my shower, I thought again of Cash’s brother and pulled out my newest maxi dress, a white ombre dress that faded from white at the shoulders down to a deep sea blue at the bottom. It was cool, chic, and I was probably going to spill something on it by the end of the day since I don’t do so well with white. But at least I was trying.
Taking a moment to run some gel through my curls, I stopped at my bathroom mirror to add some mascara and eyeliner, grabbed some dangly silver earrings from a dish, and chugged down the rest of my coffee. This was as good as it was going to get.
I snagged my phone from the counter and texted Miss Elva on the way down the stairs about Luna being missing in action. I hoped that maybe she would have a finding spell or would know something we could do to track her down.
“You look nice,” Cash said from where he sat on a couch, Hank lying belly-up next to him. Hank was snorting gently as Cash scratched his stomach and there was an expression of pure bliss on his face.
“Hank loves having his belly scratched,” I pointed out, moving across the room to drop onto the couch next to him.
“He’s pretty dang cute, farts and all,” Cash admitted and I laughed, remembering the time Hank’s particularbrand of noxious gas had ended a makeout session for Cash and me.
My phone dinged with a text and I felt my heart flutter as I grabbed it.
“Luna?” Cash asked, leaning forward.
“Miss Elva,” I said, shaking my head. “She wants to come help look for Luna. Chief Thomas must have contacted her.”
“I haven’t met this Miss Elva yet,” Cash said and I raised an eyebrow at him, trying to decide if I wanted to give him any warning or let the full force of all that is Miss Elva hit him.
Deciding he’d already had enough shocks for the day, I patted his knee before standing.
“How do you feel about voodoo priestesses?”
Cash paused halfway off the couch and looked at me.
“I’ve never had to actually consider that question before,” he admitted.
“See? Isn’t it fun dating me?”
“I suspect there will never be a dull moment,” Cash agreed.
