Tossing the key and making it as hard for herself as possible to find it again

Bria didn't even stop to think about it, knowing that she'd chicken out if given a moment to think.

Key held loosely between two fingers she twirled on her feet, and while humming loudly closed her eyes and flung the little piece of metal away. If it made a sound when it landed she didn't hear it as she continued to twirl. Satisfied she didn't know which way it had gone she opened her eyes.

Bria looked around with a nearly unbearable excitement, the location of the key a complete mystery to her. She'd have to find it in the buff without anyone seeing her and then sneak inside. The alternative was to call for Raoul to let her in. God knew what he might demand in payment, she thought with a shiver of excitement.

The most logical place to look, she decided, was anyplace where the key could easily be seen. Like the back porch. So thinking she trotted toward the house, looking around with wide-eyes for signs of anyone approaching.