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alone. But she looked so fucking beautiful with her face flushed, her eyes drowning in lust, that he couldn’t force himself to feel bad.
“I am so sorry. Oh, God, that wasn’t supposed to happen. I have to go… make a call.”
He watched her head upstairs, and that was when the guilt hit him. She’d made him promise that he was going to be on his best behavior, yet he’d mauled her the first chance he got in front of the people she was working for. I’m such a fucking idiot.
“Okay, I’m not one for voyeurism, but that was fucking hot. Didn’t think you had it in you, Brooks.” Austin was smiling ear to ear, which didn’t fucking help the situation.
“Shut up, Austin. This isn’t fucking funny.”
“No, but it was hot as hell. Maybe we should have let you two keep going at it right here in your living room.”
It was more than hot. He felt like his skin was on fire, and God knew what would’ve happened if Mike hadn’t intervened when he did. “You’re an asshole, you know that, man.”
“So you got carried away. What’s the big deal?” Tyler asked.
Sam ran his hands over his face, trying to get himself in check.
“The big deal is that Ashlee isn’t that girl. She’s worked hard as hell to build her reputation, and her business. She never mixes her professional and personal life, and I’m getting the feeling that they both collided when Sam went to Atlanta,” Jarrod explained.
“When the hell did you become Yoda, Banks?” Sam asked his best friend, unable to hide the laughter in his voice.
“I married a smart woman, what can I say? Seriously, she’s confused as hell right now. Anyone with a brain can see that.”
“I promised her I would be on my best behavior and then I attack her with you guys around. This is a fucking nightmare.”
“Okay, you need to take a step back, dude. Yes, you got a little carried away, but hey, it happens to all of us. It’s obvious to everyone here that you guys have enough chemistry to burn this place down, and that’s something you can’t fight. But Ashlee’s been hurt in the past, man, and she doesn’t trust easily. Plus, with her mom being sick and her having money problems, the last thing she probably wants right now is to dump that on you. And before you say you want to help her, you have to understand that Ashlee’s the girl who’s always there for everyone else, but when she needs something, she doesn’t ask for help. And the times when she did… well, help didn’t come. All her life, she’s worked her ass off not to be a burden to anyone, always taking care of her family, so having someone as intense as you showing her how the other half lives is scary as fuck for her right now.”
Two questions popped into his mind. First, how the hell did Jarrod know so much about Ashlee, and second, how did she manage to shine a light so bright on others when no one shined it back on her? But the one thing that stuck was something about money problems. Why didn’t he know about that?
He slammed his hand on the coffee table, sending old magazines to the floor. “What do you mean she’s having money problems?” Shit, this woman was getting under his skin, and he couldn’t do a damn thing about it.
Jarrod looked at him as if debating whether he should answer or not, and that just pissed Sam off even more. “Fuck, my wife is going to kill me for telling you this. Her mom’s hospital bills are getting higher and higher, and the insurance refuses to pay.”
Sam always had a hold on his anger, but thinking about the stress Ashlee was under was making it hard for him not to lose his shit. Why wouldn’t she ask Jarrod for help? Hell, why wouldn’t she just ask Trish? She had to know they would help her.
He felt a hand on his shoulder; looking over, he saw Austin glaring at him. “I’m sorry if I pushed the wrong button earlier, man. It’s clear you have feelings for this girl, and that you’ve been into her a lot longer than we know. I
“I am so sorry. Oh, God, that wasn’t supposed to happen. I have to go… make a call.”
He watched her head upstairs, and that was when the guilt hit him. She’d made him promise that he was going to be on his best behavior, yet he’d mauled her the first chance he got in front of the people she was working for. I’m such a fucking idiot.
“Okay, I’m not one for voyeurism, but that was fucking hot. Didn’t think you had it in you, Brooks.” Austin was smiling ear to ear, which didn’t fucking help the situation.
“Shut up, Austin. This isn’t fucking funny.”
“No, but it was hot as hell. Maybe we should have let you two keep going at it right here in your living room.”
It was more than hot. He felt like his skin was on fire, and God knew what would’ve happened if Mike hadn’t intervened when he did. “You’re an asshole, you know that, man.”
“So you got carried away. What’s the big deal?” Tyler asked.
Sam ran his hands over his face, trying to get himself in check.
“The big deal is that Ashlee isn’t that girl. She’s worked hard as hell to build her reputation, and her business. She never mixes her professional and personal life, and I’m getting the feeling that they both collided when Sam went to Atlanta,” Jarrod explained.
“When the hell did you become Yoda, Banks?” Sam asked his best friend, unable to hide the laughter in his voice.
“I married a smart woman, what can I say? Seriously, she’s confused as hell right now. Anyone with a brain can see that.”
“I promised her I would be on my best behavior and then I attack her with you guys around. This is a fucking nightmare.”
“Okay, you need to take a step back, dude. Yes, you got a little carried away, but hey, it happens to all of us. It’s obvious to everyone here that you guys have enough chemistry to burn this place down, and that’s something you can’t fight. But Ashlee’s been hurt in the past, man, and she doesn’t trust easily. Plus, with her mom being sick and her having money problems, the last thing she probably wants right now is to dump that on you. And before you say you want to help her, you have to understand that Ashlee’s the girl who’s always there for everyone else, but when she needs something, she doesn’t ask for help. And the times when she did… well, help didn’t come. All her life, she’s worked her ass off not to be a burden to anyone, always taking care of her family, so having someone as intense as you showing her how the other half lives is scary as fuck for her right now.”
Two questions popped into his mind. First, how the hell did Jarrod know so much about Ashlee, and second, how did she manage to shine a light so bright on others when no one shined it back on her? But the one thing that stuck was something about money problems. Why didn’t he know about that?
He slammed his hand on the coffee table, sending old magazines to the floor. “What do you mean she’s having money problems?” Shit, this woman was getting under his skin, and he couldn’t do a damn thing about it.
Jarrod looked at him as if debating whether he should answer or not, and that just pissed Sam off even more. “Fuck, my wife is going to kill me for telling you this. Her mom’s hospital bills are getting higher and higher, and the insurance refuses to pay.”
Sam always had a hold on his anger, but thinking about the stress Ashlee was under was making it hard for him not to lose his shit. Why wouldn’t she ask Jarrod for help? Hell, why wouldn’t she just ask Trish? She had to know they would help her.
He felt a hand on his shoulder; looking over, he saw Austin glaring at him. “I’m sorry if I pushed the wrong button earlier, man. It’s clear you have feelings for this girl, and that you’ve been into her a lot longer than we know. I
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