Page 92 of The Sniper
Josh shakes my hand, then stands, tucking his laptop under his arm as he walks to the door.
“Hey!I don’t have a car.”
“Maybe call Tiffany, I’m sure she’d be happy to give you a ride.”Josh says over his shoulder, then walks out.
What the hell?
Did he just set me up?
I can guarantee you she wouldn’t offer me the dust off her shoulders let alone a ride home after how I’ve treated her.
Ignoring her messages.
My cold response at the bar.
Deserting her after we spent the night together.A wild, passionate, incredible fucking night.
He was very professional.
If professional was fucking her until she could barely keep her eyes open.Licking every inch of her body.Sliding my thumb inside her asshole and making her scream.
Sure, then I was very much a professional.
I recall holding her neck while my cock was sliding down it and then forced her to swallow after coming.
Very professional.
The way I’ve driven past her house, asked Liam every day about how Noah is going, and followed her social channels.I’ve become her stalker and I cannot seem to stop feeling such overwhelming emotions.
One minute I want to pound her door down, demanding she give me her body.
The next, shame has me opening a beer and staring out at my small yard, reminding myself that not only am I fucking broken right now...I’m broke, financially, compared to her.
Tiffany deserves a man a heck of a lot better than me.
Josh is giving me an opportunity—I’m a lucky asshole—and I should thank the universe for this last chance.
I can’t mess it up.
I scan my memory for who will be in the office.Someone who can give me a ride home.
That’s when I realize it’s Thursday.
Fuck.
It’s the Maison Diamond Luxe Lash & Lips launch.The venue is about fifteen minutes from here, and a bunch of the team will be doing security, including Noah.
I don’t even think as I climb to my feet, walk down the hall, saying a quick hello to Penny on the way past.
“How are you enjoying the job, Jayden?Your sister is so pretty...are you excited about the wedding?”
“As excited as any brother learning his little sister is marrying his best friend.”
“Oh, Liam is a good boy.”She chides.
I’ve seen thatgood boywith other women and while he wasn’t as much of a womanizer—so to speak—as I’ve been, thinking about what he does to my sister makes me feel a little nauseous.
She might be a grown woman, but she’ll always be the little girl I carried into bed and tucked up in her pink snuggly blankie.
