Tiffani with an ‘i’ woman. Neither one of us are an easy lay.”
Nicolas snorted and to torture them both, he adjusted himself in his pants while she watched. He was happy when she didn’t look away.
“Sometimes you sound so much like a guy it makes me wonder what the hell is wrong with me for liking you so much. At the same time, it’s going to be hard as hell to sleep tonight while I’m waiting on your damn decision. You will never—ever—be like any other woman to me. Tiffani with ‘i’ should have banked those bucks she spent. It didn’t make me want her, but I’ll be inside you the instant you finally say yes,” Nicolas whispered.
“Fine. Maybe I think like a guy, and maybe that guy part of me is a commitment-phobe. As for the rest—once a Marine, always a Marine—so if you like me, you’ll have to accept that. I won’t apologize for who I am now, or what kind of woman I’ve grown up to be, but you need to know I’m still the same species as Tiffani.”
Megan sighed and shook her head. Why was it so damn important to her that he not be mad?
“Tiffani and I both dressed to impress the awesome smelling, very sexy ‘Nico’ tonight. I’m just financially luckier than she was in her efforts. The eyeliner and lipstick barely set me back ten bucks. David paid for the cleavage outfit. Nothing in my closet comes close to this and I probably wouldn’t have bothered if I hadn’t had to try to interrogate the dweebs. Now go take a cold shower and relieve yourself until I figure things out. I’ll call you in the morning after I’ve reported to David.”
Heart racing over his personal admission and hers, Megan shook her head at the angry tension now strung tight between them. Her teasing confessions had gotten her more of a physical reaction out of Nicolas than she bargained for. His anger over her not caving to the desire between them had raised her hackles right back though.
Nicolas was looking at her now like a man on the edge of making a bad decision or two. As an MP, she had learned to recognize the signs.
She climbed from the car and hurried up the sidewalk while she still could.
Chapter 5
“Do you think one of the stepbrothers is the stalker?”
Megan let a sigh escape slowly and shook her head at her brother’s question. “Not really. Neither of his stepbrothers strike me as having what it takes. They’re too busy trying to emulate his life to want Nicolas dead. Taking him out would be like taking out their role model. It would serve no purpose.”
“What about his stepfather?” David demanded. “I’ve never met the man.”
Shrugging, Megan shook her head again. “The man is creepy, but since when is that a crime? He disappeared immediately after dinner, so I didn’t get a chance to talk to him much. I suggest you put a discreet tail on him to see where he keeps sneaking off to. Maybe take some photos for proof because his mother is invested in appearances.”
“I always thought his mother was okay.”
Megan shrugged. “His mother is okay—just not very discerning. She’d rather her son spend time with someone beautiful and rich, than someone he might actually want to hear talk to him. The whole point of the dinner was her trying to hook Nicolas up with a woman she approves of as wife material.”
“Yeah—she’s been trying to fix him up for years. It’s never worked and Nicolas has gotten a lot better at telling her to butt out of his personal life,” David said.
Megan nodded, feeling happy at the news. “Something about the stepfather was off, but I could be reacting to how coldly he treated his sugar momma wife whose ass he should be kissing daily. Honestly, there was nothing much likeable about the man. I don’t know what Nicolas’s mother was thinking.”
David nodded. “People are strange and motivations are even stranger. So the parade is in two days. Are you ready?”
Her little groan of frustration was audible in the room.
“What? What’s wrong?
Nicolas snorted and to torture them both, he adjusted himself in his pants while she watched. He was happy when she didn’t look away.
“Sometimes you sound so much like a guy it makes me wonder what the hell is wrong with me for liking you so much. At the same time, it’s going to be hard as hell to sleep tonight while I’m waiting on your damn decision. You will never—ever—be like any other woman to me. Tiffani with ‘i’ should have banked those bucks she spent. It didn’t make me want her, but I’ll be inside you the instant you finally say yes,” Nicolas whispered.
“Fine. Maybe I think like a guy, and maybe that guy part of me is a commitment-phobe. As for the rest—once a Marine, always a Marine—so if you like me, you’ll have to accept that. I won’t apologize for who I am now, or what kind of woman I’ve grown up to be, but you need to know I’m still the same species as Tiffani.”
Megan sighed and shook her head. Why was it so damn important to her that he not be mad?
“Tiffani and I both dressed to impress the awesome smelling, very sexy ‘Nico’ tonight. I’m just financially luckier than she was in her efforts. The eyeliner and lipstick barely set me back ten bucks. David paid for the cleavage outfit. Nothing in my closet comes close to this and I probably wouldn’t have bothered if I hadn’t had to try to interrogate the dweebs. Now go take a cold shower and relieve yourself until I figure things out. I’ll call you in the morning after I’ve reported to David.”
Heart racing over his personal admission and hers, Megan shook her head at the angry tension now strung tight between them. Her teasing confessions had gotten her more of a physical reaction out of Nicolas than she bargained for. His anger over her not caving to the desire between them had raised her hackles right back though.
Nicolas was looking at her now like a man on the edge of making a bad decision or two. As an MP, she had learned to recognize the signs.
She climbed from the car and hurried up the sidewalk while she still could.
Chapter 5
“Do you think one of the stepbrothers is the stalker?”
Megan let a sigh escape slowly and shook her head at her brother’s question. “Not really. Neither of his stepbrothers strike me as having what it takes. They’re too busy trying to emulate his life to want Nicolas dead. Taking him out would be like taking out their role model. It would serve no purpose.”
“What about his stepfather?” David demanded. “I’ve never met the man.”
Shrugging, Megan shook her head again. “The man is creepy, but since when is that a crime? He disappeared immediately after dinner, so I didn’t get a chance to talk to him much. I suggest you put a discreet tail on him to see where he keeps sneaking off to. Maybe take some photos for proof because his mother is invested in appearances.”
“I always thought his mother was okay.”
Megan shrugged. “His mother is okay—just not very discerning. She’d rather her son spend time with someone beautiful and rich, than someone he might actually want to hear talk to him. The whole point of the dinner was her trying to hook Nicolas up with a woman she approves of as wife material.”
“Yeah—she’s been trying to fix him up for years. It’s never worked and Nicolas has gotten a lot better at telling her to butt out of his personal life,” David said.
Megan nodded, feeling happy at the news. “Something about the stepfather was off, but I could be reacting to how coldly he treated his sugar momma wife whose ass he should be kissing daily. Honestly, there was nothing much likeable about the man. I don’t know what Nicolas’s mother was thinking.”
David nodded. “People are strange and motivations are even stranger. So the parade is in two days. Are you ready?”
Her little groan of frustration was audible in the room.
“What? What’s wrong?
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