Page 58 of Protecting Bianca

The associate left with a bit more sway to her walk than I recalled earlier.

“Why was that woman eye-fucking you?”

I coughed, having choked on some saliva, when I heard Bianca’s words. “What?”

“You heard me. What did you say to her?”

“I don’t think she was eye-fucking me.”

“Oh, she definitely was.”

I put my hands on her hips and I loved the way the soft fabric hugged her body. “Well, how about you claim me later when we get back to my place?”

“I thought you were taking me home now. I’m starting to think your intentions are to kidnap me?”

“I’m thinking about it. The idea is quite appealing.”

She pressed her lips to mine, and my body stirred. “I’d love to go back to your place.”

My body stiffened at her words, and I nipped her bottom lip with my teeth.

A cough reminded me we weren’t alone.

The sales associate stood waiting with two large bags in her hands. “Here you are.” Then, turning to Bianca, with a little less enthusiasm, “Enjoy.”

Bianca and I laughed all the way back to the car. Her face was still beaming by the time I started the engine. She rubbed her hands together and blew into them. I immediately turned up the heat. The weather was changing so rapidly thatI figured it would probably snow soon.

“I’m just going to text my brother and Lizzie where I am. I told them I would be home soon, but it looks like it might be later than I thought.”

“Much later,” I added, and she smiled at that.

After putting her phone down, she picked it up again. “I should text one more person before we go to your place. One minute.”

“No problem. Take your time.”

Bianca typed quickly, then put her phone down on her lap.

But at that moment, a message popped up on my car’s media screen.

A message from Bianca.

To Ruby.

Ah, fuck.

My heart raced like a freight train while Bianca blinked rapidly, staring at the screen, then at me. “What the hell, Jager?”

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Jager’s face fell, and he closed his eyes briefly. “I can explain.”

My body felt numb, but at the same time, I just wanted to jump out of the car. The fear that I couldn’t think straight enough to get home kept mein my seat.

“What the fuck?” I said, more to myself than to him. “How do you know Ruby? How…how…”

I knew it wasn’t that he knew Ruby, but that hewasRuby, yet I couldn’t even get the words straight. Or maybe some part of me wanted it to be true. He was into tech, after all. “Did you hack into her phone and set yourself up to receive her messages?”

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