harsh curl of a wave. She had a bruise on her ribcage, a scar that indicated someone had stabbed her, and there were markings on her hips he’d never seen before. Three circles interlocking with a curled J at the bottom and a triangle on the top. Interesting. Was it so hard to follow simple orders? Shower, robe, and sit. It wasn’t rocket science.
Disoriented, she looked around for a moment before she shook off the last vestiges of sleep. Her eyes, which were a clear grey-blue, focused on him.
“Couldn’t find one.”
“Right, so you use my Egyptian cotton towels to wrap yourself with. Nothing but the best, I see.”
“Like I know what that even means.”
Lavarious huffed. She was from Inwood, what did he expect? It wasn’t like she’d ever been introduced to the finer things the world had to offer. From the looks of her body, all she knew was pain. Those bath sheets had cost him a month’s worth of semi-pure Wave.
“Don’t move. I’ll be right back. Someone’s on their way here to check you out. Before I enter into contract with you, I want to know that what I’m getting is real. In the meantime, just stand there. I’ll get you a robe.”
Her grey-blue orbs flashed with indignation before the anger quickly disappeared, replaced with acceptance. She didn’t like him telling her what to do. Well, she’d better damn well get used to it, because this was going to be her life going forward. Already, he didn’t like her.
He could feel her eyes tracking him as he made his way to the bathroom. He wasn’t going to let the female disrupt his thoughts. He had shit to do, and he knew that it was going to take a lot of training before she’d be ready to accept her first customer, let alone a patron. There were things he needed to get in place. An announcement would have to be made, provided what she said was true. He knew the leaders in the inner city would want to throw in their bids. She was going to be a prime candidate for breeding. Lavarious rounded the corner and cursed. His bathroom looked as if a sandstorm, complete with lightning, had obliterated the area. Total annihilation. His white, pristine shower was ruined.
“Are you shitting me?” he hollered out into the hall. Diamond got no reply, but then he didn’t really expect to. The girl wasn’t functioning with a full deck. She couldn’t be. Because anyone stupid enough to not try and clean the mess they’d made had to be daft.
“I tried to clean it, then I gave up. You told me to clean off all the dirt,” she protested from the other room.
Gave up?
Gave up?
Totally mental , Diamond decided seconds later. She was calm, and he was livid. Anger was a slow simmer in his veins. Anyone else would have done everything in their power to get rid of the dirt. She did nothing.
“Woman, I was hoping the dirt I saw on you wasn’t caked on as much as I first thought. This will never get fixed. I don’t have a plumber on speed dial, and even if I did, and I could make a call, who’s gonna come here and work on pipes begging to burst?”
No response. Nothing.
She stood there, buck-ass naked with a look of boredom on her face.
Of course.
Lavarious opened his closet and pulled out a robe. It was plush, but it was old and fraying on the ends. At least, she’d be covered up, and he wouldn’t have to look at all of her tan skin. How the hell had she gotten so tan? There wasn’t enough sun to allow for that type of glow. He had to admit, that in itself would work to his advantage. As long as she checked out . If she wasn’t a virgin, he was going to throw her out on her ass.
Taking a deep breath, he made a mental note to see if Lip knew of anyone who could fix the drain in his shower and made his way back to his living room.
“Here,” he tossed the robe in her direction. She briefly made a sound before wrapping it around herself, pulling her arms through, and tying the sash at her waist. “You can sit down now. Tell me about yourself. In what
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