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"Do I?" I asked as I sat down next to him.

Why was I still pretending? He obviously knew it was me.

He rolled his eyes. "It was your friend, right?"

"My friend?" I tried so hard not to frown, but I was pretty sure I still did.

"Yeah, your friend who was at your place when I came over"

Shirley? He thought Shirley killed him? Where did he get that idea?

"Some of the boys went to a poker game with him, said he was flirting with some hot blonde girl the entire evening, and went home with her" he explained "I didn't connect the dots then"

"But the police showed me her picture" he looked at me. "It was your friend, Bonnie"

Fuck, I didn't think about the possibilities that some people might recognize Shirley.

Sloppy Bonnie, sloppy.

I shrugged it off. "It's not because she flirts with a guy that she immediately kills him, you know?"

"Oh I know" he chuckled. "But you told me he was gonna get what he deserved, I didn't get that at first, but now I do"

He was smart and stupid at the same time.

"She's the Black Widow too, right?" He tilted his head.

"What? No-"

"At first I thought it was you, if I am honest" he chuckled. "I kinda did read the notebook at your place"

I knew he did.

"But then it couldn't be you because the dude got killed when you and I were on a plane together, besides, I saw the spider tattoo on her arm"

I told her it was a bad idea to get that tattoo, it was way too obvious but she said a lot of people had a spider tattoo.

Which was true but Lando made her case in his head. He thought he cracked it and I had to admit that he was close.

Very close.

"Wait you thought it was me?" I tried changing the subject from Shirley to me. I didn't want her to take the fall.

I don't know if he told any of this to the police.

"Yes" he nodded. "I actually thought it was you for a pretty long time"

And he still kissed me? He still slept next to me? He still wanted to get to know me?
After he thought I was the Black Widow?

He was fine with it?

"But yeah then I started thinking, about that night the dude got killed and you were with me" he turned his face to me with a smile. "Be honest, did you tell your friend to kill Taylor?"

I narrowed my eyes. He thought Shirley was the Black Widow and killed Taylor because I asked?
Because he flirted with me? Made inappropriate comments about me?

"I have no idea what you're talking about" I shrugged with a smile and laid down on his couch.

He rolled his eyes but dropped the subject. He dropped it so easily that my hopes went up, maybe he would be fine with it all.

"Anyways, thanks for being my fake girlfriend again this weekend" he smiled.

"No problem, it's my favorite act lately" I smiled back, looking in his gorgeous eyes. He looked so cute, being all snuggled up in his hoodie.

"You've got other acts then?"

Fuck, I've been so sloppy lately.

"No" I winked at him. "That's why it's my favorite"

"Right" he said as he rolled his eyes and laughed.

He made effort to make it slightly romantic, he dimmed the lights, grabbed some snacks while putting on a movie and we shared a blanket.

Halfway through the movie, I actually had the guts to cuddle up closer to him.

I killed a dozen guys but I was scared and nervous to cuddle up against Lando. Yes, made sense.

He smiled as he noticed it, put his arm around my body and let me snuggle up against him.

But I noticed he was very careful around me, he didn't want to touch me on places where I didn't want him to touch me.

I had to explain things to him.

I could kill the teacher later, fixing things with Lando got priority right now.

For the first time in my life, I wasn't thinking about killing the guy, instead, I was thinking about kissing him.

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