Read Online Dirty: Loving Him Against All Odds by Christine Gray - Free Book Online

Trish to make sure she didn’t see the message he gave Carlos. He pointed his finger at him, made the talking motion with his hand, made a gun out of his fingers, then brought it to his temple before he pulled the trigger.
    Carlos nodded his head quickly, then clapped his hands together.
    “So, what you wanna get?” he asked as he took off through the store with them following in step.
    He was happy that Brayden was there, because he could barely keep up with anything she said. His mind was in a tailspin. He was ready for them to buy their stuff and get the hell down the road, so he could get to calling folks to tell them what was going on. He danced on his feet, no longer tired at all while he took down their order. He was so overjoyed that he gave Trish such a deep discount that he didn’t make any money off the purchases at all.
    “Are you sure? I mean, all this stuff for only two grand?” she questioned in awe.
    “Baby, why you want to ask him that?” mumbled Brayden.
    He snaked his arms around her waist from behind and kissed the side of her neck.
    Carlos practically fainted at the sound of her low moan before she elbowed his cousin for him to stop.
    “So, was it the house that brought you two together?” He finally asked the question that had been burning a hole in his brain.
    “No, we’ve been talking for a few months. Deliver the stuff by Monday,” Brayden replied quickly. He could tell that Carlos was getting ready to pick.
    “Hey wait, don’t forget about tonight…at your Mom’s house,” cried Carlos. “We have a lot to talk about,” he grinned.
    Trish heard Brayden curse under his breath.
    “It’s alright. It’s just one night. I was starting to get tired of seeing you every day anyway,” she teased.
    “Hum, but I’m starting to wear you down. Me and my cock can’t afford a setback,” he whispered in her ear.
    The sound of his deep voice and his breath on her had an instant effect on her pulse, causing it to pick up. The entire time while they were in his cousin’s store, his hands had been on her—touching, stroking, or holding her tight. She hadn’t experienced anything like it before. Even with George, she had always been the one that showed the affection while he yelled at her whenever she tried to touch him. She realized now, years later, that her ex-husband had never wanted her. If she hadn’t run after him and fought every woman he cheated or flirted with to keep him, he never would have married her. It was nice to be desired, to be wanted, and to be shown it by a man.
    “You know I have to play hard to get, for a while anyway.”
    She chuckled at the hard expression he gave her. She felt his grip tighten on her hand, as if to tell her not to tease him like that.
    “I’ll skip tonight with you, but that means we have to spend Saturday together…the kids and us. We can cookout while the kids swim,” he suggested.
    There was a reason behind him picking that day, but he knew she didn’t know that.
    Trish opened her mouth to speak, then shut it. She tilted her head and narrowed her eyes.
    “How did you know I have a pool? You’ve never been to my house.”
    “No,” he said sheepishly. “Not really, but Google Earth might have taken me there once, twice, maybe four times.”
    She frowned while she listened to him call back to Carlos to tell him that he would see him later tonight. It wasn’t until they had gotten back in the car to leave that she spoke what was on her mind.
    “Why did you look my house up?”
    “Because I wanted to see you, even if I was just looking at a satellite view of your house.” He saw the doubtful look that came across her face.
    He sighed, “And I wanted to see if you had any late night visitors,” he admitted at last. He put the Dodge Charge into gear.
    “And what if I had a visitor,” she eyed him closely.
    His expression turned deathly serious. “I don’t fuckin’ share, Trish. When I want something, I’ll fuck a bitch or a