I Love You, Miss Genius

"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?"

"I heard you like playing chess. So, how about

trying to suss

for not telling you who informed me. After all, I must

a match

'Everyone has a unique play style in chess. I'm confident he'll see through

but I'm exhausted. I'd rather rest." She yawned to sell her act

bad. I'll get out of

conference tomorrow." Ivor lowered his gaze. The ceiling light shined

mysteriousness.

gasped and

oozed from the wound. "Hold on

his bandaged finger before gazing at her with

are you staring at me like that?" Bonnie felt goosebumps all over, uncomfortable

finger and said, "I didn't think you'd have any medical knowledge, Ms.