CHAPTER 11

Satisfied that he'd return later, Amara snuggled deeper beneath the blankets, sighed, and let her lashes drift shut. Unplugging the phone in the room so Andy's call wouldn't disturb her, Reece went back to his office, knowing it would be hours until he joined Amara in his bed.

He wanted her deep asleep and unaware of him before he dared to slip under the covers with her. Ten minutes later Andy called back with the information Reece was waiting for.

"‘This guy isn't stupid, Reece,’" Andy said, a thread of disgust in his voice. "‘He paid cash for the flowers and gave the cashier what I highly suspect is a bogus name and an address that isn't his.’"

Reece shook his head in disbelief.

"You ran a check already?"

"‘Yep, and you're not going to like what I'm about to tell you.’"

Feeling distinctly uneasy, Reece stabbed his fingers through his already mussed hair.

"Give it to me straight, Lewis."

The request was unnecessary. Andy wasn't one to