Nigel squinted at her. “Never.”
“But…can’t you tell us anything about him? Is he tall? Muscular? Handsome?”
Nigel squinted at her even more. It was a full-on glare now. “He’s all of the above. Not that it’s any of your concern, whoever you are.”
“Is his last name Caldwell?” she asked.
Please, God, no!If Tanner was best friends with Matthew Caldwell, I’d never be able to date him. It would just be way too freaking awkward. But I was dying to know the answer…
Nigel just glared at her.
Was that a ‘no’ or a ‘yes,’ Nigel? What did his glare mean?!
“Is he wealthy?” Chastity asked. “I bet he’s so wealthy. Nigel, please tell me everything about him. Maybe give us his address?”
Nigel slapped her across the face. “No! He’s mine!”
Chastity gaped at him.
“Nigel!” I said. “What has gotten into you?” I didn’t really know him that well. But he’d seemed so docile when he’d delivered the cookies.
Nigel pulled his hand back. “I mean…he’s…no. Don’t talk about Master Matthew. He’s not for you. I already have to share enough.” He took a step away from us, probably so he wouldn’t slap Chastity again. “Excuse me for a moment. I need to use the outhouse.” He scurried off.
“Outhouse?” I whispered. “What is up with him?”
“He clearly has a crush on Matt,” Chastity said.
I couldn’t help but laugh. “I was talking about the outhouse thing. But yeah, his reaction to Matt was a little strong too.” I tried to wriggle out of my restraints. “Please tell me you found something out when you were with Karl.”
“No, I was going to learn all Tanner’s dirty little secrets after Karl was happily banged. That’s how that works. But Tanner rudely interrupted us. Like he knew what I was planning all along.”
“But you were with him for like…half an hour. How did you not find out anything?”
“I was building a rapport. But I did ask him the most important question of all. Single Girl Rule #22: Always make sure he’s 18.”
Damn it!I didn’t care if Karl was 18 or not. Well…actually I did. I didn’t want Chastity to go to jail. But the Tanner questions were equally important!
Nigel walked back into the room. He looked more composed now. “I’m sorry about earlier. I wasn’t ready to converse because I wasn’t sure it was allowed. But I just received more thorough instructions via my cellular device. Let’s start over more formally. Master Tanner had to leave on important business, but he wanted me to watch you both so you didn’t do anything else naughty this evening. So…timeout. No more talking.”
He crossed his arms in front of his suspenders and leaned against the wall. I was pretty sure it was supposed to be intimidating. But…it certainly was not. He looked ridiculous.
“Nigel, I’m not going to do anything else crazy,” I said.
“Shh.”
“I swear. Please just untie us.”
“No can do. I’m following orders.”
“Come on, Nigel. At least come sit down and make yourself comfortable.” Despite what he said, his outfit looked wildly uncomfortable. Maybe it was just comfortable in comparison to his butler uniform. Either way, he should at least take a seat.
He slowly approached us. “You’re a very kind mistress.”
“Mistress? Is that what Tanner calls me?”
“Um…no. He calls you…babe? Sidepiece?”
What?!
