CHAPTER 9

Sunny dropped the bags on the floor of the apartment and giggled as Alec asked her where the hell she’d been and how many stores she just robbed.

“Damn, look at these dresses,” he said, pulling out a long red one with slits up the sides and a dip in the back. “This is gorgeous. Where did you get all of this?”

“Bonus for taking the job,” Sunny replied, shoving a bag with matching jewelry towards him.

“Are you sure Magnus Karlsen is not gay?” Alec asked longingly.

“Not as far as I can tell,” she said when someone pounded on their front door.

She froze, her hand shaking. Alec shook his head and they waited, but the person knocked louder and yelled, a booted foot bashing against the bottom of the door. It shuddered in the frame, and Alec stalked to it, yelling to hang on a second.

His hand wrapped around the baseball bat he held nearby just in case, and he whispered to Sunny to stay out of sight and shove the bags away with her. She did it so quickly, her blood