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admonish me for it. "I...I think it was Sunday? What does it matter? Are you gonna beat him up? I don't know what kind of game you two are playing but I'll be damned if I'm used like some chew toy in a tug of war. I'll be the one left in tatters after you guys are done."
The knuckles of my hands on the wheel are white, I'm gripping on so tight. I have no idea about the kinds of fucked up ideas that seem to poison her mind, but I'll be damned if I let her, or any other woman for that matter, talk down about herself. "Drew picked up on my interest.” I notice her stiffening in the seat beside me at that declaration, and when I quickly glance over, I can see her eyes big as saucers in surprise. It frankly surprised me too, but in for a penny, in for a pound, so I forge ahead. “I made that very clear, and still he waited for me to be called out of town to make a move on you. That's not fucking cool, babe. Not at all. I'll make sure he doesn't bother you again. I am driving you to the sheriff's office tomorrow anyway. I'll have a word."
I'll have a word all right. Asswipe .
The rest of the drive passes in silence. Kim turned away when I called her ‘babe’, and has been staring out the side window with a stubborn look on her face and her arms folded under her ample tits, making them look even more luscious than they already were. Fuck me.
The moment I park in her drive and turn the engine off she turns to me. "What are you doing?" she challenges. I choose to ignore her and simply get out, walk around and open her door. "Hey!" she complains when I lift her out of the cab and set her on her feet. "You don't have to see me to my door. It's right there." She points and I keep still. She won't be happy when I tell her so I'll stay quiet. Simple as that.
She unlocks the door and gets ready to shut it on me but I'm faster. I slip inside just in time to see her big horse of a dog up on his hind legs, the front ones on Kim's shoulders. He has her pinned against a wall and is licking her face furiously, Kim giggling under the onslaught. When he gets wind of me, he drops down and threatens to give me the same greeting. "Sit," I say firmly and immediately the big lug plops down on his haunches and looks at me expectantly, tongue lolling. I give him a good rub down before straightening up to catch Kim watching us from behind the towel she is wiping her face with. "Where's his leash?"
"I..." Startled, she looks from me to the dog and back again.
"His leash, babe. Where is it?"
"Oh fine," she mumbles as she bends down to lift the lid of a trunk sitting to the left of the door, granting me a first rank view of her ass, wrapped tightly in my sweats. Damn.
"Here." She hands me a short, sturdy strap which I clip on to his collar. "He likes the leash taught but he doesn't really pull, and—"
"Got it."
With Boo trotting in front of me I walk into the cold night. The chill in the air needed to cool off my boiling blood. I know in part I'm reacting to Drew honing in, but it isn't just that. I can't really explain what's going on, but my body seems to have no questions. That ass up in the air was like a red flag to my libido. Little mouse, my foot—sexy spitfire is more like it.
K im
The moment Mal walks out the door the reality of what happened earlier tonight sets in with a vengeance. Memories of crouching down in the pitch dark, fists stuffed in my mouth while Martin was being murdered on the other side of the door cause my stomach to roll. So much blood.
I barely make it to the powder room where I drop to my knees beside the toilet and heave until nothing is left in my stomach. When I sit back I notice it's dark, not only in the bathroom but there is no light at all. I can't remember if I turned the lights on or not. I thought I did. At least in the kitchen, but there is no glow under the door.
The shivering starts up again in my limbs and I'm struggling not to hyperventilate.
A noise somewhere in the house startles me and my
The knuckles of my hands on the wheel are white, I'm gripping on so tight. I have no idea about the kinds of fucked up ideas that seem to poison her mind, but I'll be damned if I let her, or any other woman for that matter, talk down about herself. "Drew picked up on my interest.” I notice her stiffening in the seat beside me at that declaration, and when I quickly glance over, I can see her eyes big as saucers in surprise. It frankly surprised me too, but in for a penny, in for a pound, so I forge ahead. “I made that very clear, and still he waited for me to be called out of town to make a move on you. That's not fucking cool, babe. Not at all. I'll make sure he doesn't bother you again. I am driving you to the sheriff's office tomorrow anyway. I'll have a word."
I'll have a word all right. Asswipe .
The rest of the drive passes in silence. Kim turned away when I called her ‘babe’, and has been staring out the side window with a stubborn look on her face and her arms folded under her ample tits, making them look even more luscious than they already were. Fuck me.
The moment I park in her drive and turn the engine off she turns to me. "What are you doing?" she challenges. I choose to ignore her and simply get out, walk around and open her door. "Hey!" she complains when I lift her out of the cab and set her on her feet. "You don't have to see me to my door. It's right there." She points and I keep still. She won't be happy when I tell her so I'll stay quiet. Simple as that.
She unlocks the door and gets ready to shut it on me but I'm faster. I slip inside just in time to see her big horse of a dog up on his hind legs, the front ones on Kim's shoulders. He has her pinned against a wall and is licking her face furiously, Kim giggling under the onslaught. When he gets wind of me, he drops down and threatens to give me the same greeting. "Sit," I say firmly and immediately the big lug plops down on his haunches and looks at me expectantly, tongue lolling. I give him a good rub down before straightening up to catch Kim watching us from behind the towel she is wiping her face with. "Where's his leash?"
"I..." Startled, she looks from me to the dog and back again.
"His leash, babe. Where is it?"
"Oh fine," she mumbles as she bends down to lift the lid of a trunk sitting to the left of the door, granting me a first rank view of her ass, wrapped tightly in my sweats. Damn.
"Here." She hands me a short, sturdy strap which I clip on to his collar. "He likes the leash taught but he doesn't really pull, and—"
"Got it."
With Boo trotting in front of me I walk into the cold night. The chill in the air needed to cool off my boiling blood. I know in part I'm reacting to Drew honing in, but it isn't just that. I can't really explain what's going on, but my body seems to have no questions. That ass up in the air was like a red flag to my libido. Little mouse, my foot—sexy spitfire is more like it.
K im
The moment Mal walks out the door the reality of what happened earlier tonight sets in with a vengeance. Memories of crouching down in the pitch dark, fists stuffed in my mouth while Martin was being murdered on the other side of the door cause my stomach to roll. So much blood.
I barely make it to the powder room where I drop to my knees beside the toilet and heave until nothing is left in my stomach. When I sit back I notice it's dark, not only in the bathroom but there is no light at all. I can't remember if I turned the lights on or not. I thought I did. At least in the kitchen, but there is no glow under the door.
The shivering starts up again in my limbs and I'm struggling not to hyperventilate.
A noise somewhere in the house startles me and my
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