In Over Her Head by Elsie Russell - Parnasse.com

style guest supplies of nail clippers and tweezers, aspirin, digestive aids,
Band Aids, and Q tips, but no Tampax. She couldn't imagine Ula
needing those anyway, and otherwise this was boys only territory.
Between the floorboards. Under the bed she used her micro
light, combing through each groove, but that search was fruitless,
although she did find a gold earring back. No dust bunnies, though,
that was suspicious, or maybe that was having servants.
In the library. Around the table. Right where the marble top
met the wooden frame and had been reinforced with a metal brace, it
was stuck to the metal. Number three! Under the chairs, nothing! The
oriental rug, worn out and thin.
She gathered up her micro light, mechanical pencil, tweezers
and the last bug and moved on to his room. Nothing under the rug.
She rolled under the bed.
Wet feet splitter splattered out of the bath. A waterlogged towel
dropped to the floor. His feet stopped six inches from her face. A red
dent from the slipper's cord circled his foot. Oh, to cover his perfect
feet with kisses, to hold them in her hands, run her hands up along his
legs. Get a grip, Penny, get a grip. Lying on her stomach, she dropped
her forehead on her hands. It had come to this. She couldn't think
straight anymore. She had lost her mind, gone gaga over this perfect
stranger, and now she was hunting for demons under his bed with a
pair of tweezers.
"Are you there?"
"I'm under the bed," she said, and rolled out onto the rug.
Naked he crouched down over her, his hair dripping into her eyes.
She showed him the bug.
"What is that?"
"A bug," She mouthed, holding up the tiny metal dot.
"You found this under the bed?"
Pointing to the other room she said as she got up, "I found
three. One in the bathroom two in my room and one in the library, but
I just started in here."
"We tell security."
"Shhh!"
"What?"
She pointed to the room phone and whispered that she had
heard noises.
Alessandro shuddered. He ran his hand through his wet hair.
"Where are the others?"
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