This mix of
surgeries made careers.
“Don’t
pay attention to him. Just ignore him.”
“What?
Are we in kindergarten?” AJ snickered.
Katherine
dragged her weary body to the bedroom. With a loud oomph she dropped into bed. She didn’t bother snuggling into the
covers. She pulled the duvet around her body and slowly started to fall asleep.
“What
the Hell?”
Katherine
leaped out of the bed, her body charged from sleep by the shrill shout of an
unknown female. She stood with the bed between her and the sexy Latina in a
mere rumor of a towel. “I know karate,” she lied.
“And I
know whoop-ass.” The Latina half snorted a laugh. “What are you doing here?”
“I live
here.” Katherine straightened from her defensive crouch and dropped the fists
already balled before her. There was only one explanation for this. I am SO going to kick AJ’s ass . “I’m
sorry but I think you are in the wrong room. The service department is down the hall. It’s the only room at the end,
you won’t miss it. But if you like, I could draw you a map,” she said with
excessive politeness.
“What
are you doing here?”
Katherine
began to get worried. What if she was the intruder? The other girl was about
the same size as herself. She could take her, or hold her own until help
arrived. Katherine didn’t like the clench in her jaw, or how she kept
questioning her with her teeth in a tight lock, the words barely getting out of
the tiny gaps they left.
But
Katherine wasn’t leaving. AJ had given her this room, and besides, she had
nowhere to go. If she had to defend it against a seething woman, she would.
“What
the hell is going on here?”
Katherine
breathed a sigh of relief at the sound of AJ’s voice. She exhaled and all the
tension left her body. But when she turned around to look at her defender, the
tension rushed back into her body, a different kind of tension. AJ looked like
he had just left the bathroom. His body glistened from the water. His cotton
trousers hung loosely around his waist, revealing the powerful muscles of his
thighs under the cloth. The six-pack on his torso went well with his strong
pectorals. He was like a large bar of chocolate begging to be devoured.
Katherine groaned inwardly, taking in his appearance. She then huffed in annoyance,
knowing that with the Latina here, there was no way he would want Katherine.
Katherine
looked back at the girl who was now wearing a T-shirt. Her hair was like a
thick, black long mane. Her olive skin was a huge contrast to her full red
lips. She had long curvy legs, and a rack and an ass to keep any man occupied
for days. Standing next to her Katherine felt like chopped liver. Her heart
jumped to her throat. What if AJ is
comparing the two of us? She chanced a glance back at AJ and noticed he wasn’t
looking at her. It was like Katherine wasn’t in the room and all he could see
was the bombshell in the towel. But the look in his eyes wasn’t desire, but
white hot burning fury.
* * *
*
AJ was
in the shower when he heard a loud shrill that sounded all too familiar. Too
familiar, because he had been hearing it for more than twenty years of his
life. “Lisette!”
He slid
on the bathroom tiled floors as he tried to scramble out of the room. AJ
grabbed his cotton pants and put them on, struggling to get each foot in each
pant leg, but missing each time. Finally he pulled them up to his waist and
dashed to the room down the hall. He had half expected Lisette to have
Katherine out on her ear by now. Lisette wasn’t the biggest fan of his
philandering. And it wouldn’t be the first time that she had kicked out his
date. He just hoped Catalella wasn’t with her.
“What
the hell are you doing here?” He heard Lisette ask again. He could almost hear
her teeth gnash together with the clench of her jaw. Katherine was in big
trouble.
“What
the hell is going on here?” He stepped in front of Katherine, facing Lisette,
intercepting the daggers being
surgeries made careers.
“Don’t
pay attention to him. Just ignore him.”
“What?
Are we in kindergarten?” AJ snickered.
Katherine
dragged her weary body to the bedroom. With a loud oomph she dropped into bed. She didn’t bother snuggling into the
covers. She pulled the duvet around her body and slowly started to fall asleep.
“What
the Hell?”
Katherine
leaped out of the bed, her body charged from sleep by the shrill shout of an
unknown female. She stood with the bed between her and the sexy Latina in a
mere rumor of a towel. “I know karate,” she lied.
“And I
know whoop-ass.” The Latina half snorted a laugh. “What are you doing here?”
“I live
here.” Katherine straightened from her defensive crouch and dropped the fists
already balled before her. There was only one explanation for this. I am SO going to kick AJ’s ass . “I’m
sorry but I think you are in the wrong room. The service department is down the hall. It’s the only room at the end,
you won’t miss it. But if you like, I could draw you a map,” she said with
excessive politeness.
“What
are you doing here?”
Katherine
began to get worried. What if she was the intruder? The other girl was about
the same size as herself. She could take her, or hold her own until help
arrived. Katherine didn’t like the clench in her jaw, or how she kept
questioning her with her teeth in a tight lock, the words barely getting out of
the tiny gaps they left.
But
Katherine wasn’t leaving. AJ had given her this room, and besides, she had
nowhere to go. If she had to defend it against a seething woman, she would.
“What
the hell is going on here?”
Katherine
breathed a sigh of relief at the sound of AJ’s voice. She exhaled and all the
tension left her body. But when she turned around to look at her defender, the
tension rushed back into her body, a different kind of tension. AJ looked like
he had just left the bathroom. His body glistened from the water. His cotton
trousers hung loosely around his waist, revealing the powerful muscles of his
thighs under the cloth. The six-pack on his torso went well with his strong
pectorals. He was like a large bar of chocolate begging to be devoured.
Katherine groaned inwardly, taking in his appearance. She then huffed in annoyance,
knowing that with the Latina here, there was no way he would want Katherine.
Katherine
looked back at the girl who was now wearing a T-shirt. Her hair was like a
thick, black long mane. Her olive skin was a huge contrast to her full red
lips. She had long curvy legs, and a rack and an ass to keep any man occupied
for days. Standing next to her Katherine felt like chopped liver. Her heart
jumped to her throat. What if AJ is
comparing the two of us? She chanced a glance back at AJ and noticed he wasn’t
looking at her. It was like Katherine wasn’t in the room and all he could see
was the bombshell in the towel. But the look in his eyes wasn’t desire, but
white hot burning fury.
* * *
*
AJ was
in the shower when he heard a loud shrill that sounded all too familiar. Too
familiar, because he had been hearing it for more than twenty years of his
life. “Lisette!”
He slid
on the bathroom tiled floors as he tried to scramble out of the room. AJ
grabbed his cotton pants and put them on, struggling to get each foot in each
pant leg, but missing each time. Finally he pulled them up to his waist and
dashed to the room down the hall. He had half expected Lisette to have
Katherine out on her ear by now. Lisette wasn’t the biggest fan of his
philandering. And it wouldn’t be the first time that she had kicked out his
date. He just hoped Catalella wasn’t with her.
“What
the hell are you doing here?” He heard Lisette ask again. He could almost hear
her teeth gnash together with the clench of her jaw. Katherine was in big
trouble.
“What
the hell is going on here?” He stepped in front of Katherine, facing Lisette,
intercepting the daggers being
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