“And to think I was nice enough to offer him a beer!”And to appreciate his bulge, I mutter to myself but the venom in my voice is unmistakable.
“I didn’t want a beer! I just wanted to get this over with so I can get back to my work.”
“I thought this was your work? Barging into people’s spaces with guns blazing and breaking their TVs.”
“Are you always such a smartass?”
“No, I can also be a major pain-in-the-ass and I take that duty very seriously. So, brace yourself.”
He grits his teeth, those green eyes that I’m unwillingly intimately familiar with, drilling into me. “We have laws and quiet hours over here and you were breaking them. Keep the noise down unless you’d like to spend a night in a cell.”
“Well, now you’re just making stuff up.” I throw my hands up, frustrated and angry.
“No. I am not!”
“Yes, you are! I clearly saw that Loverly Cave has no quiet hours.”
“Where?” he asks through such gritted teeth, I can barely make out the question. “Where did you see that?”
“Right here.” I lean over the couch, grabbing the phone off the seat, and just as I turn I catch his quickly averting eyes that were firmly planted on my butt.
Damn it! I keep forgetting I’m not wearing any pants, and as of right now, I have zero desire to be showing him any of my toes, let alone my perfect ass.
But pressing the rest of your body to his is okay,my unhelpful brain supplies. It needs to shut up and let me pretend in peace that I’m not affected by that. That I won’t go to sleep thinking of what he’s packing.
Damn it, it was impressive, and I didn’t have sex with an impressive cock for a long long time now. If ever.
I huff, shooting him a warning look and click on the Love Hive chat Grace registered me in as soon as I arrived. I thought it was the most wondrous thing ever. The whole town having one chat together where they can share all the news, announcements and gossip at once.
Pure genius!
I click on the latest post by Toughtolove.The wild and free spirit cannot be contained by social norms! There is no such thing as quiet hours where we come from! Loverly Cave will not kneel!
“I’m gonna kill her,” he groans, thrusting the phone back into my hands.
“Just so you know, I’ll serve as a witness against you,” I tell him, my fingers already looking up the score for the game.
“Huh?”
I look up for a second. “When you go on trial for killing the poor woman.”
“I’m not…that’s not… No, you know what? You’re not roping me into another crazy conversation.”
I raise an eyebrow. “He’s the one breaking my stuff, talking about killing innocent women, and somehowI’mthe crazy one…” My voice breaks off when the score finally loads onto my screen.
1–1. “Ughhhh,” I groan, tipping my head up. “Fucking Yanis! He had to go and tie the game before the period ended and now we are in overtime. Great, just great!” And then I remember that I can’t watch it, and turn my murderous glare at the officer. “I need a TV with cable in the next ten minutes. So, are we done here so I can go look for one? Or are you intending on breaking something else?” I’m not about to miss anymore hockey in my life.
Those intense eyes stare at me for a beat too long as if he’s considering murdering me instead of that poor woman from the Love Hive chat. Then he glances up the ceiling, murmuring something I can’t hear and looks back at me. “Come, but you better put some fucking pants on,” he says and strides out of my apartment.
5
Callum
“I like long walks, especially when they are taken by people who annoy me.” ? Noel Coward
Imust’ve lost my damn mind, or what little I had left of it after it was already halfway into the grave from my recent decision making.
I look over my shoulder where the petite firecracker stands, frowning at me. “I said, come,” I repeat, and that frown deepens as she crosses her small arms, drowned in that oversized jersey.