His brow creased, but he finally eased out the door. I let out my breath, trying to deny the dread building within me.
Billy winced, his head slowly turning. I only had seconds to spare, so I quickly opened up his pants and tried not to hate myself as I straddled him.
I waited for his eyes to open and reached for the strap around my neck just as he came to, pretending as though I was fastening up my dress.
"Oh my gosh, that was amazing." I ran my hands over his chest as if I was out of breath.
"What happened?" he mumbled.
I giggled. "Yeah, I nearly blacked out too." I rested my forehead against his chest.
Lightly scraping my nails up his neck, I ran my hands into his hair and whispered. "That, I will never forget."
Sitting back with a luxurious groan, I smiled at him expectantly.
His blank stare was comical, but I couldn't let that show. Instead I started to frown, figuring ‘highly offended’ would be a good way to play this.
"Oh yeah, yeah, me too." He grinned nervously, running his hands up my thighs.
I got off him, straightening my dress and forgiving him with a flirty smile. "Well, I better go make sure my man isn't looking for me."
He tried to stand up, but flopped back onto his elbow, feeling woozy.
"Let's make sure this stays our little secret. I don't want him finding out just how good you are." I looked around the room, biting my lip. "And I'm sure you don't want your dad to know we did it in his office." I giggled. "Even though we didn't make it to his desk. Something to aim for next time" I winked. Reaching for the doorknob, I wrapped my fingers around it and grinned. "See you around, Billy."
He raised his hand in farewell as I snuck out the door, checking both ways to make sure no one was watching. Knowing people would have seen us go upstairs, I made sure I swanned my way back down, shooting bashful, flirty looks at Billy's friends as I left.
They were all awestruck, their gaze flicking up the stairs as they waited for their friend to appear. He would no doubt regale them with some bullshit story about what he got up to, but how could he? Surely he'd figure out the lie. All I'd done was unzip his fly. It's not like his pants had ended up around his ankles. Surely he'd figure out he hadn't actually done it. I never had and I was pretty sure my body would feel it afterwards.
My step faltered as I glimpsed some movement up the stairs. What if he'd already worked it out? My heart scampered through my body, making a beeline for my feet.
Clutching the wall, I squeezed past a group of revelers and lurched for the door. Stumbling down the driveway, the full force of what I'd just done caught up to me in a torrent. My body acted before my mind could stop me. Whipping off my shoes, my feet hit the pavement and I made a run for it, sprinting into the night at break neck speed.
Chapter 25
ZACH
Zach spotted Lucy sprinting towards him. She looked petrified, which put him on high alert. Was she being chased? He looked over her shoulder, but couldn't spot any shadows or hear any yelling.
Stepping into her path, he stopped her frantic run. She crashed into him, gasping for air.
"It's me. It's just me." Zach's smooth tone extinguished her scream. She swallowed it down as he grabbed her arms to stop her from falling and pulled her against him. "It's over."
Her head bobbed against his chest as a near hysterical laugh burst from her lips.
"It's over," he whispered again, running a soothing hand down her back.
He wasn't exactly right. It wasn't really over, but at least tonight was. They had something from the case. Something that would hopefully be a lead. It was a step in the right direction and if it wasn't for the fact that his girlfriend had been making out with a murderer's son, he'd probably be feeling really triumphant.
"Come on, let's go." Zach opened the passenger door, wanting to tuck her safely away for the night.
He'd hidden the bag of potential gold behind the driver's seat. He'd felt pretty conspicuous sneaking out of the office with it bunched in his hand and he hadn't been able to find a back exit that wouldn't have him jumping a story to the ground. In the end, he'd rushed down the stairs, looking pissed off, hoping it would draw attention away from the bag in his hand. People had seemed to assume that his girlfriend had gone off with Billy and that's why he was leaving in a huff. No one chased him and he made it to the car without any hassle.
Pulling away from the curb, Zach drove east towards Danville, gripping the steering wheel and trying not to think about how wrong tonight could have gone. Billy was not supposed to wake until after they'd left. He wanted to ask Lucy how she made it out of there, but her pale complexion kept his lips tightly sealed.
How far had she gone to sell her lies? How pretend had her play really been?
His knuckles turned white as he steered his way over the bridge and up the hill.
She suddenly let out a breathy laugh and shook her head. "I can't believe he bought into my lie about doing it."