"Who is it?"

"It's me."

'That's Ivor's voice. What's he doing here at this time of night?'

"Give me a minute." Bonnie straightened herself up and put on her mask and cap before opening the door.

Ivor looked at her with humor in his eyes. "Must you hide your looks at night, Ms. Bonita? No one else is around, so you can take those off. Don't worry about me. I won't tell anyone what you look like." Bonnie thought, 'I can't explain it, but I feel naked when he smiles and stares at me.'

"It's not that I don't trust you. It's just a force of habit." Then, she changed the topic. "Can I help you with anything?"

Ivor glanced inside and said, "Yeah, can we talk inside?"

After some hesitation, Bonnie nodded. "Sure, come in."

"I appreciate it, Ms. Bonita." Once inside, Ivor opened his bag and set up a chessboard.

"What are you doing?"

and looked at her, saying, "I heard you like playing chess. So, how about we have

widened in surprise, and she knew he was trying to suss her out. She

to it. However, you must forgive me for not telling you who informed me. After all, I must protect my informant's privacy," Ivor replied calmly. "Don't just stand

and have a

respond or approach him. She thought, 'Everyone has a unique play

sorry, but I'm exhausted. I'd rather rest."

I'll get

all, we have the conference tomorrow." Ivor lowered his gaze. The ceiling light

mysteriousness.

he gasped

on the corner of the chessboard. It was a pretty deep cut, and blood oozed from the wound. "Hold on while I get my medkit." Soon after, she sanitized his wound and bandaged it. "Try not to

hand and absentmindedly looked at his bandaged finger before gazing at her with mesmerizing

like that?" Bonnie felt goosebumps all over, uncomfortable

and said, "I didn't

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