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.

sort of great news?” Shane

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

at the door with a triumphant smile on her

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

fell at her

is most likely her proxy. I’ll go over

he stepped out and disappeared around the

lips thoughtfully. “Jacqueline has been waiting for me to let my guard down before attempting to frighten me again. It’s a good thing her sidekick walked right into the trap we laid

right, though it’s a pity that we did not manage to catch Jacqueline. She’s pretty clever to send someone in to do

soon,” Natalie answered

will.” Sally nodded in

Natalie said as she

Nat.” Sally pulled her friend by

“What is it?”

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

“We were still asleep when you came knocking earlier.