Chapter 90
Oh fucking well. She’d better get on with the job.
She parted her lips and smoothed the gloss over first the upper lip and then the lower one, stealing a glance above the compact to see the man sitting beside her apparently fascinated with her mouth. She waited until his eyes rose to hers, and then slipped the thought into his subconscious that she resembled the mysterious April. A slow, sensuous smile curled her lips.
“Hello,” she said in a breathy tone.
“April?”
“Why yes, how did you know my name?”
“April Valentine?”
“No, I’m afraid not.” She made a moue of regret.
He smiled and shook his head. “Of course not. You’re so much prettier.”
“And you’re a charmer.” He was kind of cute. There was something about him…
“I just tell it like I see it.”
“Thank you, kind sir.”
“My name is Matthew.”
“Thank you, Matthew.” She pushed just a little. The April chick had a dimple at the corner of her mouth, and as far as this guy was concerned, so did she.