Frankie, on your knees, middle of the bed, side profile to the class." He did so. "Now lower yourself. Bring your ass down so it's resting on your cal...es. Legs tight together" He did that. "Now, Cassie, kneel right in front of him. Now back up so your legs are outside his. Then lower yourself into his lap." I did this. I didn't put him inside me-yet. "Does that work?" I think so," I grinned-then I did raise myself up and lower myself onto him. "Yep, works just fine," I grinned."Good. Leave your. .who the hell are you?"His question just hung there between us as I tried to think of an answerhe would accept. He already knew Lacey Cooper didn't actually exist andit seemed he knew or at least strongly suspected James Cooper was thereal author. I cursed my own stupidity. Obviously there were records hereto show who was getting paid for the book sales! Why hadn't I consideredthat before going through with this? Why hadn't Davis?"That's kind of complicated," I said. "I don't think you would. ‘Here.’ ‘You knew.’ Ignoring the offer, she stared up at him, her pale blue eyes wide with fury. ‘You bastard. You knew he was dying. Archie knew he was dying. Did everyone know? Was I the only person who didn’t know?’ Matt grimaced. He’d warned Charlie this would be her reaction. ‘No, of course not. He didn’t want anyone to know.’ ‘Then why tell you?’ It was a fair question. And not one to which he could provide an easy answer. He’d understood Charlie’s reasons but knew Melissa wouldn’t find. Something, a fly I figured at first, tickled my nose. At low tied when the seaweed is exposed, flies can be a real nuisance on that beach.But brushing it away with my hand only caused a familiar voice to giggle. Surprised I opened my eyes."Kylie, where did you spring..." Was as far as I got before she clamped her lips against mine."I thought we could take a swim together this morning." she said, breaking the kiss. Then kissed me again before I had time to answer.Look, I weren't going to.