Page 34 of Sin With Me
And having the local reporter write it up as if she came up with the story makes him look innocent.
“Wesley’s a piece of shit who deserved to get hit in the mouth because of what came out of it. He can try all he wants to fuck with me, but it’s not gonna work. And you’re no better for agreein’ to work with him and bookin’ a trail ride just to get my attention.”
“I doubt I’m the first girl to do that. Considering your history with women, I’m sure you’re used to it.”
My blood boils at her baseless accusation. I’ve met women here who’ve given me their numbers, so I’m not denying it’s happened, but he’d find a way to make it sound nonconsensual or inappropriate and that couldn’t be further from the truth.
It’s probably Wesley’s next step in dragging me through the mud—find everyone I’ve slept with and come up with more lies. Or perhaps he’s trying to push me over the edge and wants me to kick his ass so I break my parole conditions and get sent to jail.
Either way, it’s not going to work.
“No, but you’re the first one to use it against me.”
“Well, maybe we could come up with an arrangement so the next thing written about you is on the positive side…”
Her devious tone tells me everything I need to know.
“You think I’m gonna pay you off to stop you from writin’ more articles about me?” I arch a brow, tightening my grip onthe steering wheel as my blood boils hotter. “Because I wouldn’t trust you with a nickel, nevertheless savin’ my reputation.”
Her mouth falls open and her brows draw together in disbelief. “You think I’m lyin’?”
My gaze drops to her low-cut long-sleeved shirt and the outline of the recorder in between her breasts.
“Let’s see, shall we?” Before she can react, I pull out the device and see that it’s recording. “Off the record, my ass.”
“Hey! Give that back!” She stretches out her arm through my truck, but I keep it out of her reach.
“It’s mine now.” I turn it off, then shove it into the glove compartment.
“That’s stealin’!” She attempts to reach through the window again, but I could knock her down with one push if I needed to.
“Maybe, but I bet Sheriff Wagner will be interested in what else is on there.”
“Give it back and I won’t write another article about you.”
“Remember what I said a moment ago about not trustin’ you? That still applies.”
“I swear! I’ll even give you dirt on Wesley. I know his plans.”
“Not interested,” I deadpan. “But you have three minutes to leave or I’m callin’ the sheriff to remove you for trespassin’. And don’t think I won’t just because you’re an attractive woman.”
Her lips curve into a seductive grin. “Attractive, huh?”
“That doesn’t make you special, sweetheart.” This time I do shove her just enough so she steps down from the running board.
“I thought you were too busy to date?”
“To dateyou,” I correct. “And I was tryin’ to be a gentleman.Heartless, connivin’ women aren’t my type.”
She pouts and crosses her arms when I shift into reverse.
“And you can go ahead and putthatin your next article about me.”
Chapter Six
Delilah
“Have a lovely rest of your day, Mrs. Waters.” I give her my well-practiced smile and hand her the bag of lingerie as if she didn’t tell me what her romantic plans were for wearing it later tonight.
