Page 33 of Virtue & Vengeance

“And who’s the third? Let me guess, some little twerp you once banged?”

He grinned. “No. A little twerp for sure, but she’s my sister.”

“Oh. Sorry.” I moved into the kitchen and pulled the refrigerator open for a bottle of water. “I didn’t think you were coming over.”

“I told you I would.”

“It’s late.”

“You’re here alone, and I could tell earlier that something was wrong. You seemed afraid.”

I didn’t respond to his correct assessment.

I already felt foolish for rushing to his office this afternoon.

“So should I continue to expect these nightly visits?”

“Yep. There’s something you’re not telling me.”

Again, I didn’t respond to the truth.

“You could’ve just called me, you know?”

“But then I wouldn’t have been able to see you in those sweet little shorts you’re wearing.”

I’d forgotten what I was wearing.

Tugging on the bottom of my shirt, I attempted to cover the tops of my thighs.

“Don’t bother. Your naked body is burned into my memory.”

Heat flooded me as his eyes dipped down my legs.

I began to fidget, feeling nervous and turned on at the same time.

Unscrewing the bottle of water, I took a drink and let the cold liquid cool me.

“As you can see, I’m fine,” I said, quickly changing the subject.

I screwed the lid back onto the bottle and twisted it between my hands.

He moved closer, taking the bottle from me and setting it on the counter beside us. His finger was cold and wet from the bottle when he ran it along my collarbone.

“You like making me crazy, don’t you?” he asked with a satisfied smirk on his lips.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“You’re a terrible liar. You’re in Vegas, angel. Your poker face needs a lot of work if you’re going to try and use it on me.”

I swallowed, my eyes getting caught in his as his finger worked across my throat and chest.

“Look me in the eye and tell me you’re okay. Tell me nothing’s bothering you, and I’ll leave.”

I tried to look away again, but his fingers tightened.

“With Kennedy out of town, I’ve just been a little on edge. I don’t like being alone.”

“This wouldn’t have anything to do with the man looking for you at Empire, would it?”

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