Gators and Garters (Miss Fortune Mystery, #18)

by Jana Deleon

I flipped the switch on the lamp and choked back a cry. It was him! The same skinny glowing-white dude I’d almost landed on the last time I’d been here. But this time, he wasn’t naked. Exactly. He was standing in the middle of the bed wearing a mask and a cape. A Hello Kitty mask and matching G-string lay on the nightstand next to me. “You!” His eyes widened. “No way! This is not going to happen again.” “It didn’t happen last time,” I said. “And pull that cape around the important parts before I shoot them off.” My tone must have scared him into action because he flipped the cape around to his front like something you’d see in a vampire movie. Except the back of this cape had lettering on it that spelled out Super Lover. “I ought to shoot you for that cape,” I said. “Get down off that bed and find some pants.” “You broke into my room, threatening me with death if I don’t dress to your liking? This is my room. What are you doing here?” “None of your business. Just get covered with something that’s not so offensive. Or a lie.” He flushed deep red. “You don’t know anything about me so you don’t know what’s a lie.” “I know if you’re paying for it, there’s nothing super about it.”