Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

Shane pursed his lips, the disapproval plain upon his face.

Why did Sally have to speak up after I told Natalie that she had misheard it?

He had never met such a dense employee.

Natalie was amused by Shane’s scowl. “Get the door, please.”

“Don’t you want to go back to bed?” Shane asked.

“No, the sun’s up anyway.”

Shane grunted. Throwing the quilt off himself, he picked his robe up from the floor and opened the curtains and French windows with the push of a button on the remote control before opening the door.

As soon as the door was ajar, Sally grabbed Shane’s hand in her haste as she had mistaken him for Natalie. Upon realizing her error, she recoiled in fright at the fierce glare before her. “Mr. Shane, it’s you?” she blurted in her panic.

Shane was in no mood to address her foolish question. “What is it?” he snapped.

Sally straightened up. “Great news,” she announced solemnly.

great news?”

took a deep breath. “An employee of the clubhouse caught the woman who had been delivering

at the door with a triumphant smile on

not sure, but I don’t think so.” Sally shook her head. “If it

fell at her

proxy. I’ll go over and see if I can extract any information from her

around

pursed her lips thoughtfully. “Jacqueline has been waiting for me to let my guard down before attempting to

clever to send someone in to do her dirty work for her. I’m beginning to wonder if

out soon,”

will.” Sally nodded in

first,” Natalie said as she cast a glance down at

pulled her friend

“What is it?”

cautiously, “I noticed that Mr. Shane looked at me quite fiercely earlier. Have I

didn’t,” Natalie assured her with a smile. “We were still asleep when you came knocking earlier. He’s just