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“Now you crunch. ”
“I couldn’t. Really. Not even my favorite Cheetos. ” I bat-ted my eyelashes. “I’m doing a liquid diet, Bill. ” I saw him frown. “Under a doctor’s supervision, of course. ”
“Of course. ” He nodded, then smiled, showing perfect white teeth. “A crunch is an exercise, Glory. Let me show you. ” He got on the floor next to me, knees bent, chin tucked as he barely lifted his head and chest toward his really flat stomach.
“Okay, I can do that. ” Which I could. But it was harder and more painful than it looked. Which proved that vamp strength wasn’t everything. We went through several other torturous floor exercises designed to tone my butt, thighs and stomach. I only had to whammy Bill two more times. First when I accidentally tossed the hand weights across the room and Valdez laughed out loud. Then when I popped another set of rubber bands. I had to hide those in the trash.
“We’ve done enough floor work for the first session. Maybe you can do a few more reps next time. ” Finally Bill gestured to a treadmill. “Why don’t you jog for a while? You have jogged, haven’t you? You’ve got the right shoes for it. ”
“Oh, sure,” I lied, giving Valdez a look when he barked. Hey, I’d been in a few sprints lately, running for my life. Those had to count, right?
“This will burn calories and speed your metabolism. ” Bill helped me climb on the machine, then started fiddling with the settings. “Start walking, then we’ll gradually increase the speed and the incline if you can handle it. ”
“Okay. ” Surely I couldn’t mess this up. I had vamp speed when I turned it on, but I could walk like a mortal. So I did, then I jogged. I was pathetically glad that I had on that vise of a sports bra. I didn’t jiggle and, to my surprise, I actually broke a sweat.
Bill was beaming by the time he decided I’d had enough. “Time for cooldown. ” He handed me a bottle of water and waited for me to drink. “You must stay hydrated, Glory. This is very important. ”
“Yeah, sure. Stay here and let me weigh first, Bill. I want to see how I’m doing. No peeking. ” I carried the water bottle into the small room with the scales and shut the door. I fished an empty out of the trash and hid the full one inside, then stepped on board. Different clothes. Shoes, not barefoot. Skimpy shorts and tank, not jeans. All in all, maybe about the same. And . . . down five pounds. I leaned against the cool metal of the scale and just breathed. I hated working out. It seemed like a colossal waste of time. But if it kept this weight off . . .
I jumped off the scale, threw the weights back to zero and emerged waving my empty water bottle. “Still losing. I am so pumped. ”
“Same time tomorrow? Or do you want to schedule something during the day?” Bill had pulled out a BlackBerry.
“Same time. Days are with Ray—Israel Caine. ” I grinned. “I hope this isn’t too hard on you, Bill. My weird schedule. ”
“No, not at all. I’m coaching a rock star. She’s also a night owl. ” He looked at his watch. “In fact, I expect her any minute. Maybe you know her. ” He spoke the name and my smile froze.
Ray’s friend with benefits. Had they hooked up again while I’d been out at Ian’s? I wanted to hang around and sniff the skinny bitch for signs of Ray’s DNA. Which made me a jealous hag. I had no right. I had Jerry, who might be calling me right now. I’d turned off my cell when we’d been at the beach. I had to get a grip. And I also had to figure out when I was going to tell Jerry about my dealings with Ian. Crap.
“Sure, it’s really a pretty small world in rock-star land. ” I picked up Valdez’s leash and the bag with my clothes along with my purse. “I’d rather you didn’t tell her we worked out. ” I looked down at myself. “I know I’m not in shape like she is. ”
“You did fine. Especially for someone who isn’t used to a regular routine. ” Bill flashed his white, white smile. “See you tomorrow. Don’t worry. You can count on my discretion. ”
“Thanks. ” I glanced down at my purse. Did I tip him? Pay him? No, I guess this was another item that would be billed to Ray’s room. Oh, well, I’d keep telling myself that Ray wanted to do this for me. He’d said so himself.
Valdez and I got on the elevator and rode it up to the suite. No sign of Ray or Nathan. I did have a message from Jerry, though. He wanted to meet. I couldn’t avoid it any longer. I was going to have to tell him about my MacDonald connection. I called him back and we made plans to leave the hotel again. Valdez and I would do the disguise thing and exit via the Dumpster. Why not? I had a feeling my life was about to turn to garbage anyway.
Eight
I jumped in the shower and did my best to make myself irresistible. Not that it would do much good. Once Jerry heard the name MacDonald, how I looked wouldn’t matter. Valdez did his doggie-disguise thing, this time as a standard poodle just because it amused him to mix it up. We ventured outside via the back door. My own disguise was little more than a silk scarf over my hair and sunglasses again.
Jerry met us on the other side of the Dumpster. “Valdez, you’re not very threatening in that look. ”
“Sorry, boss, but I’ve got all my skills with me. Don’t worry about that. ” Valdez leaped over a puddle of melted chocolate ice cream. It looked like a kid’s party had been held in the hotel and the cleanup had been pretty sloppy. There were several cupcakes on the ground near the Dumpster and I saw Valdez look at them longingly. But he kept close beside me. We were both wired. We knew what was coming.
“Where are we going, Jerry? A club? Your hotel?” Which would be better? A public place where he’d have to control his rage or privacy where I could try to distract him by doing all the things I’d learned he liked after so many years together?
“How about a drive? We can take the convertible and drive along the Pacific Coast Highway. You said the coast was beautiful. We’ll leave Valdez here. ” He gave Valdez a wave. “I can handle Gloriana’s security on my own. Enjoy the night off. ”
“Thanks, boss, but maybe I should tag along. Glory—” Valdez snapped his mouth shut at a look from Jerry.
“Jerry, he’s only doing his job. Quit looking at him like that. ” I smiled at V and sent him a mental message. I would be okay. Jerry would never hurt me. And I was surely better off without an audience anyway. “Get some sleep, Rafe. You’ve been on duty way too many nights without a lot of rest during the day. I know the suite’s busy with Nathan in and out and the rest of the band looking for Ray at all hours. ”
“True enough. It’s hell keeping everyone away from your bedroom. Nate’s not a problem, but the band is. Those guys usually come by in the late afternoon ready to start the party or wanting to jam. ” Valdez shrugged one furry gray shoulder. “Yeah, I could use some sleep. Maybe I’ll find a real bed and stretch out. ”
“You do that. Shift, enjoy a shower, do whatever you want. I’ll bring her back right before dawn. Until then, you’re on your own. ” Jerry put his hand at my waist and steered me toward the street.
“That was nice of you, Jerry. ” I smiled at him. “Rafe needs some real time off. ”
“I get that. ” Jerry pulled me closer, then stopped. “Hey, you have been losing weight!” He held me away from him.
I’d put on a black miniskirt and cardigan sweater, but I’d worn a red satin camisole under it and tucked it in. Tucking in is not a Glory thing. But the waistband on the skirt had actually been a little loose and I hadn’t been able to resist. Now Jerry slipped the cardigan off my shoulders and looked me over, even turned me around.
“Look at you. Sexy and shrinking right before my eyes. I can’t believe that vampire managed to do this for you. ” Jerry toyed with the cami strap, his eyes dark and making promises.
“She worked at it too, boss. You wouldn’t believe it, but Glory exercised. ” Valdez still lingered in the alley.
“Exercised. ” Jerry grinned. “I’d like to have seen that. ”
“No, you w
ouldn’t. She’s not exactly Olympic material. ” Valdez coughed and backed up a few steps. “Oh, yeah, leaving now. No, I’m gone. See you much, much later, Glory. Good luck. ” He turned tail and disappeared into the open back door of the hotel.
“Luck? Why do you need luck, Gloriana?” Jerry replaced the sweater on my shoulders and took my hand to lead me to his car. He helped me into the passenger seat with as much care as if I’d been a princess. Jerry always made me feel special.
“No reason. It was just a saying. ” I watched Jerry settle behind the wheel. “You sure you know how to get where we’re going?”
“I have a portable GPS. This car is vintage, so I stopped and bought one. The salesman helped me program the thing to take us on a scenic drive. We’ll end up at a place where we can have privacy and a beautiful view of the Pacific. ” He turned to me and smiled. “How does that sound?”
“Perfect. ” I relaxed as he started the car. Might as well. The drive would give me time to figure out exactly what I could say to keep Jerry from heading straight out to Ian’s with a broadsword. Because, knowing my beloved, he’d packed one. The perks of chartering your own jet when you’re traveling cross-country. I tied my scarf tight so the wind wouldn’t whip my hair around my head as Jerry followed the voice on the GPS to the Pacific Coast Highway.
By the time he turned into a driveway that wandered up a hill, my nerves were shot. No amount of beautiful scenery could take my mind off the showdown to come. And if I kept stalling, Jerry was bound to find out from someone else. I felt sure Richard would tell him tomorrow night. Especially if he discovered that Jerry and Ian had a feud going.
Had I told Flo not to mention that to Richard? Damn. Surely she wouldn’t . . . Who was I kidding? She’d fill Richard in on all the gory details if she thought it would help with his investigation. And he’d be on the Internet checking MacDonald out anyway even if Flo didn’t say anything. What better reason would Ian have to poison me than that I’d been made by a Campbell vampire? Gee, now I was worried. No, Ian was a businessman. I was fine. Had lost five pounds. Not poisoned at all. Oh, hell. We were here. Wherever here was. Time for truth or consequences. Gulp.
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