What the hell?
He’d just stepped aside for a few minutes.
What new monkey business was she getting into now?
Austyn was just praising her for being the perfectly behaved counterparty.
And was immediately confronted with evidence to the contrary.
Gnashing his teeth, he followed the trail of water, which led into the bedroom and disappeared at the bed.
She wasn’t on the bed.
What was this?
Did she disappear into thin air?
Austyn scrutinised the water marks on the floor.
Then he bent down and looked under the bed.
There she was, curled up into a ball with one cheek pressed against the marble floor.
She was clutching something in her hand.
‘What are you doing?’
Kira ignored him.
‘Get out of there!’
No response.
Austyn reached out for her wrist.
‘No!’ she swatted his hand away and glared at him. ‘It’s mine!’
She held whatever treasure she was guarding closer to her chest.
Austyn resisted the urge to crawl in there to drag her out.
He knew how thorough Elsie was.
The housekeeper would not le