The Trouble with Trying to Date a Murderer (Murder Sprees and Mute Decrees #1)

by Jennifer Cody

Fox pays for the phone by giving the woman the back of his hand and letting her scan it. I eye the transaction and wait until we’re back on the street before picking up his wrist and pointing at the back of his hand with wide, questioning eyes. Fox glances between my expression and his hand. “I work for an organization that utilizes chip implants for commerce. You’ll get one after a trial period if you choose to remain in my employ.” Well, that’s not a conspiracy theorist’s wet dream. Nope. Not at all. I give Fox an exaggerated side-eye and shake my head. “Just because you’re paranoid, doesn’t mean they’re not out to get you,” he teases me as I lace my fingers through his. I haven’t had the chance to hold his hand since this morning, and I’m hungry, so he’s going to buy me dinner at a sit-down restaurant. Using my new phone one handed, I find a restaurant that won’t kick him out for wearing less than formal clothes and start pulling him toward it. It’s only seven blocks away. He comes with me without a word, which is nice. Some people feel the need to fill the absence of my voice with theirs, but I’ve never needed that. I enjoy people watching, and this city has more than enough people to keep me entertained. Of course, with the disparity of our outfits, we get more than a few double takes. I probably look like his sugar daddy, which makes me huff with delight. At my silent laughter, Fox looks down at me with a question in his eyes. I indicate my outfit and his and look ar...