He’d been shocked to turn the corner and see Macy in Zeke’s office, and flabbergasted when he found out she’d also spent hours cleaning his home. Sean’s highly honed investigative skills had made him a very wealthy man; how had he missed this massive deception occurring not only right under his nose, but in his bed? Had this been her motive the night they met? Did she already know who he was then? Had she planned to try and coax him into Brennan’s camp all along? Granted, he remembered being the aggressor in their meeting, but who’s to say she hadn’t planted herself in his path, purposely irresistible in that silky red dress and fuck-me pumps. And if there had been no ulterior motive, why had she lied? Why had she introduced herself as Macy Williams, and why hadn’t she revealed her true identity after their relationship continued? Sean didn’t know the answers to those questions, but he did know this: If she’d used herself as bait, it had been the best he’d ever tasted.
