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she didn't have time for all the emotional shit.
Her job was number one. She loved her job. She loved helping people, and
nothing was going to change that. She just hoped that no one found out about
last night because she could be in serious trouble for sleeping with someone
involved in one of her cases. Damn booze . She knew if she hadn't been drunk last night, she never
would have gone home with him, but then she wouldn't have the smoking hot
memories of Sebastian Beck naked and panting over her. Yeah, she could die
happy now.
     
    Sebastian got in the driver’s side and
slammed the door. He started up the truck then turned to look at her.
"Address?" he asked, his tone sounding as if he was still mad.
     
      She gave him her address. The ride
was silent. She glanced over at him every now and then. He seemed to lose
whatever anger he was feeling as they drove, but she couldn't miss the troubled
look that crept into his eyes. He rested his head on his fist, with one hand on
the wheel. He seemed to be deep in thought. His eyebrows were drawn down and
together, and his mouth was tight. It was obvious that something was bothering
him, but Raelynn didn't want to know. If it had anything to do with her, she
really didn't want to know.
     
    Sebastian pulled into her driveway twenty
minutes later and put the truck in park.
     
    "Thanks, Sebastian. For the ride and
last night," Raelynn said softly.
     
    He looked over at her and gave her a
tight smile. "See ya around," he said, his tone clipped.
     
    Her chest tightened. God dammit! She didn't want to part on bad terms
with him.
     
    "What's wrong?" she reluctantly
asked.
     
    Sebastian shook his head. "Nothing,"
he grumbled, turning to look out his window.
     
    "Bullshit. Just tell me."
Raelynn sighed.
     
    "It's stupid...just go," he
mumbled, not looking at her.
     
    Raelynn growled in irritation. She
unbuckled her seat belt then reached over and grabbed Sebastian's chin. She
turned his head so he would look at her. "Stupid or not, it's bothering
you, and I want to know what it is," she said, looking into his bright
green eyes; green eyes that looked at her last night like she was the only
woman in the world.
     
    Sebastian made a noise low in his throat
before shaking free of her hand. "I just pictured this morning going
differently that's all," he bit out. "But, whatever...doesn't matter
now...so I'll see ya around Raelynn," he finished dismissively, the angry
glint back in his eyes.
     
    Raelynn blinked. "How did you
picture this morning going?" she found herself asking. What the hell was
she thinking? She should just go and be done with it.
     
    Sebastian sent her a dry look, answering,
"I don't know. Maybe another round of sex, some breakfast, a shower
together? Then I would have taken you home."
     
    "But why? I'm sure when you took me
to bed last night you weren't thinking a relationship would come out of it,"
Raelynn scoffed.
     
    Sebastian's eyes narrowed at her. "No,
but that doesn't mean I wanted to treat you like some slut that's only good for
one thing. I mean, shit, Raelynn, I brought you to my apartment. You know I
don't bring women home. Even if it was a one night thing, you still meant more
than all the other bimbos that I've gone home with."
     
    "Oh," Raelynn said stupidly.
She hadn't thought about it like that. She just wanted to get home before she
did something else that was stupid, like have feelings for him.
     
    "Yeah...’Oh,’" he mocked and
shook his head.
     
    Raelynn sat there for a moment looking at
her hands. "Sorry," she said.
     
    "Don't worry about it," he said
quietly. "I'm sure I'll see you around."
     
    "Uh...yeah...probably," she
muttered, opening the door. "Bye."
     
    "Bye," he replied.
     
      Raelynn slipped out of the truck
and headed to her front door. She could feel Sebastian watching her as she
went. She stuck her keys in the front door and turned, giving him a little
wave. His return wave was just him lifting his fingers off the