Page 314 of The Tempted

“Stay. The. Fuck. Away. From. Lauren,” he warned.

“Or what?” I taunted. “You’ll sic your mommy on me?”

A vein bulged at his temple.

Okay enough poking the beast.

He’s going to blow.

“Don’t worry, she’s not my type, and to be honest she’s got the crazy streak you Bianci’s all seem to have. Thanks but I’ve had enough crazy to last a lifetime,” I patted his shoulder reassuringly. “Now, step aside big boy,” I clasped my hands together and rubbed them excitedly. “Time to help hot pants over there with her work-out.”

An hour later, two sets of digits and only one slap across the face, I was loving my new job. And Brittany? Well, she was dumb as a doorknob but she played drop the pencil a few times with me. I was about to drop it again, prepared for her to bend over and pick it up but I was distracted by the front door opening.

The pencil remained poised in the air as I locked eyes with Lauren.

The girl next door not the naughty school girl.

My kitten, not every man’s pussycat.

I dropped the pencil for Brittany to fetch and rose to my feet, walking around the counter before leaning my back casually against it and shoving my hands in my pocket.

“Well look who dropped in for a visit, “nurse feel good,”” I quipped.

Her eyes widened, and she slapped my chest.

“Shh!” she hissed, looking around the gym for her brother. Guess she was still busy living a lie after all these months.

“Don’t worry, kitten, your secrets safe with me,” I promised, taking her hand in mine.

“What are you doing here?” she asked, pulling her hand free and dropping her pocketbook onto the counter.

“I work here,” I said proudly.

“Of course you do,” she said sarcastically, huffing and blowing the fallen strands of hair from her eyes. I reached out and tucked the crazy hairs behind her ears.

“Stop it,” she hissed.

I traced my finger down the bridge of her nose before tapping the tip of it.

“Cute as a button, you are,” I teased.

She rolled her eyes and smacked my hand away. She was a feisty little feline.

“Where’s my brother?”

“Riggs, I found the pencil,” Brittany cheered behind me.

I kept my eyes on Lauren, taking in her wide eyes as she looked over my shoulder at the dope holding a pencil.

“That’s great sweetheart, but I dropped a pen this time,” I said.

Go away, Brittany.

Blue eyes framed by those sexy fucking glasses met mine again and I grinned at her. The thought she was about to speak lost its way on her tongue and she snapped her mouth closed.

“How’s school treating you? Bang any hot doctors lately?”

“You’re despicable,” she hissed, pulling her bag from the counter and throwing the strap over her shoulder.

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