know you want me to fall for this bad boy bullshit but asshole really isn’t my style.”
Oh shit. If looks could kill .
His jaw twitched, and he sat his soup to the side. “I’m not trying to seduce you, Angel. I’ve already got you which is bad for the both of us. I’m trying to make sure you don’t fall for my bullshit and into this fucking bed, because it doesn’t need to happen. It won’t happen.”
I stepped back like I’d been slapped. Not that I cared , but I was sure he’d liked what he’d seen when I walked in. “Fuck you. I wouldn’t fuck you if you were the last fuck on earth.”
The bed squeaked, his arm snaked around my waist and he drug me closer to him. Mouth parted, eyes on my lips, his minty breath heaved against me. “Take it back,” he whispered against my mouth.
Warmth settled between my legs, and I went liquid. If he hadn’t pulled me against his chest I would have been a puddle of goo on the floor. My fingers sprawled against his tanned skin, and my breast brushed against his own. “Let me go,” I whispered, aware of how his eyes hadn’t strayed from my opened mouth.
Wetness puddled in my panties as he brushed the pad of his thumb against my lower lip. “I wish I didn’t have to.”
But he released my waist and allowed me to stand which didn’t go very well. I stumbled to the left and caught myself on the small nightstand at the same time he reached forward to catch me. “Careful,” he whispered, and I didn’t have to look because I heard the smugness in his voice.
“I’m leaving,” I whispered helplessly. “Eat your food. I’ll be home today if you need anything.”
“And how do you expect me to get you?”
“Oh,” I said, meeting his gaze. “Here is your phone.” I dug it out of my butt pocket and handed it to him.
He kept eye contact but reached for his phone. “You looked through it.”
I swallowed, too stubborn to lie. “Yes.”
“And what did you find?”
I looked over at Lucy who rested her head on her front two paws, watching us. “Nothing. I found nothing.”
He nodded. “Good.”
We watched each other for several seconds, the obvious he’s bad news weighed between us. I needed to leave, because the small voice in the back of my head told me to ask questions that I was sure I didn’t want to know the answers to.
“Call me if you need anything.”
He nodded once, and I felt his eyes on me as I swayed my hips to the door. Once I shut the door, I used it as a crutch for my wobbly legs which threatened to betray me. God he was tense. I was tense. I was turned on beyond oblivion, a feel of desperation flooded me with need.
This isn’t going to be good.
***
“Where the hell is he?”
Aunt Shelly barged into the front door without knocking. She clutched her purse at her side and searched around the room like a mad woman. Her dyed blonde hair—that I insistently told her looked better brown—was straightened and not a hair was out of place.
“If the he you are referring to is the guy we found then he’s in the guest house out back.”
She dropped her purse on the bar and sneered over at me. “And why the hell aren’t you over there with him? Come over here and give me a hug, girlie. I missed my best-friend.”
I sank into her arms and pressed my cheek against her shoulder. She’d always been my mom for a lack of better words, and I missed everything about her. Even the perfume that was way too strong brought tears to my eyes. “So is he cute?”
I rolled my eyes and went back over to the refrigerator. Cute? God, he’s gorgeous, but I’d never admit it. “He’s okay.”
She squinted her eyes and took a seat at the bar. “Then why are you blushing?”
“I’m not,” I said, grabbing us both a water from the fridge. “And is this the welcome I get from being gone six months?”
She rolled her eyes. “I missed you, Nev. But no one told you to be gone six months either. Have you heard from that bastard of a
Oh shit. If looks could kill .
His jaw twitched, and he sat his soup to the side. “I’m not trying to seduce you, Angel. I’ve already got you which is bad for the both of us. I’m trying to make sure you don’t fall for my bullshit and into this fucking bed, because it doesn’t need to happen. It won’t happen.”
I stepped back like I’d been slapped. Not that I cared , but I was sure he’d liked what he’d seen when I walked in. “Fuck you. I wouldn’t fuck you if you were the last fuck on earth.”
The bed squeaked, his arm snaked around my waist and he drug me closer to him. Mouth parted, eyes on my lips, his minty breath heaved against me. “Take it back,” he whispered against my mouth.
Warmth settled between my legs, and I went liquid. If he hadn’t pulled me against his chest I would have been a puddle of goo on the floor. My fingers sprawled against his tanned skin, and my breast brushed against his own. “Let me go,” I whispered, aware of how his eyes hadn’t strayed from my opened mouth.
Wetness puddled in my panties as he brushed the pad of his thumb against my lower lip. “I wish I didn’t have to.”
But he released my waist and allowed me to stand which didn’t go very well. I stumbled to the left and caught myself on the small nightstand at the same time he reached forward to catch me. “Careful,” he whispered, and I didn’t have to look because I heard the smugness in his voice.
“I’m leaving,” I whispered helplessly. “Eat your food. I’ll be home today if you need anything.”
“And how do you expect me to get you?”
“Oh,” I said, meeting his gaze. “Here is your phone.” I dug it out of my butt pocket and handed it to him.
He kept eye contact but reached for his phone. “You looked through it.”
I swallowed, too stubborn to lie. “Yes.”
“And what did you find?”
I looked over at Lucy who rested her head on her front two paws, watching us. “Nothing. I found nothing.”
He nodded. “Good.”
We watched each other for several seconds, the obvious he’s bad news weighed between us. I needed to leave, because the small voice in the back of my head told me to ask questions that I was sure I didn’t want to know the answers to.
“Call me if you need anything.”
He nodded once, and I felt his eyes on me as I swayed my hips to the door. Once I shut the door, I used it as a crutch for my wobbly legs which threatened to betray me. God he was tense. I was tense. I was turned on beyond oblivion, a feel of desperation flooded me with need.
This isn’t going to be good.
***
“Where the hell is he?”
Aunt Shelly barged into the front door without knocking. She clutched her purse at her side and searched around the room like a mad woman. Her dyed blonde hair—that I insistently told her looked better brown—was straightened and not a hair was out of place.
“If the he you are referring to is the guy we found then he’s in the guest house out back.”
She dropped her purse on the bar and sneered over at me. “And why the hell aren’t you over there with him? Come over here and give me a hug, girlie. I missed my best-friend.”
I sank into her arms and pressed my cheek against her shoulder. She’d always been my mom for a lack of better words, and I missed everything about her. Even the perfume that was way too strong brought tears to my eyes. “So is he cute?”
I rolled my eyes and went back over to the refrigerator. Cute? God, he’s gorgeous, but I’d never admit it. “He’s okay.”
She squinted her eyes and took a seat at the bar. “Then why are you blushing?”
“I’m not,” I said, grabbing us both a water from the fridge. “And is this the welcome I get from being gone six months?”
She rolled her eyes. “I missed you, Nev. But no one told you to be gone six months either. Have you heard from that bastard of a
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