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Chapter 41

Anna

By the time Flynn disappeared from sight, Mackenzie had already pulled out her cell phone and was scrolling through whatever. Why she wasn't returning to the booth, I had no idea.

I had no intention of asking her either. She was making an obvious point to act like I wasn't even here, which was fine by me.

I'd had more than enough ofheralready.

Plus, I was still a little breathless from that mind-blowing kiss. Turns out, Flynn Archer was a terrific kisser,tooterrific if I knew what was good for me.

Sure, maybe he'd been a little stiff at first, but the stiffness down below had been a sure sign that I wasn't the only one who'd felt the effects of our impromptu embrace.

And aside fromthat, I couldn’t help but feel at least a little grateful for the fact we were finally leaving.

Maybe he hadn't intended to rescue me, but right now, I felt like he'd just saved me from a burning building – or in this case, a raging dumpster fire. Even that crack about doing it on his kitchen table – it had been a joke, obviously, even if ithadcaught me off-guard.

I was just debating whether or not to thank him for the rescue when a sudden snicker made me turn to look.

When I did, I caught a clear view of Mackenzie's phone. On its screen was an image that literally made me gasp. It was – I kid you not – a selfie of Mackenzie hunkered down under the table with Flynn's crotch in the background.

What the hell?

I mean, who does that?

But the answer came in a flash.Mackenzie does, that's who.

On instinct, I lunged toward her, snatched the phone out of her grip, and made a mad dash for the restroom.

From behind me, she yelled, "Hey! What are you doing?"

I was returning Flynn's favor, that's what.

I pushed through the restroom door, dodged the two women who'd been on their way out, and made straight for the nearest stall.

I locked it behind me and almost smiled.Safe.

A split second later, Mackenzie was pounding on the door. "If you flush it," she yelled, "I'm gonna sue you for everything you've got."

What a joke.

Didn't she know?I had nothing.

And besides, like I'd ever flush a phone.Would it even go down?I highly doubted it.

I called back, "Yeah, well, good luck withthat." Quickly, I turned my attention to the phone. The stupid image was still on the screen.But not for long.One quick deletion and it was gone forever.

I unlocked the stall door and emerged smiling in triumph even as Mackenzie demanded, "What did you do?"

When I didn't answer, she eyed the phone with obvious suspicion, but made no move to reclaim it. With a look of disgust, she said, "You didn'twipeyourself with it, did you?"

Well, that wasn't disturbing or anything.

But hey, let her think what she wanted. I slapped the phone into her open palm and marched out with my head held high.

She didn't follow.

I was glad, especially when I spotted Flynn waiting in the same spot as before, looking just as grim as he had the first time around.