Page 42 of The Sniper
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Ilied.I didn’t needto be in the office, but I thought some space between us was a good idea.
It was that or march upstairs and rip open her shower...and fuck her like I’ve been wanting to since the moment I met her.
When it comes to good decisions, I’m not sure whether I made the right one.
My mortgage is, though.
I don’t want to lose my job in the first week, or ever, so if I can keep my anxiety under wraps then I am not going to let my dick fuck this up.
I’ve liked a lot of girls over the years.Not just for sex, a couple I’ve dated for a few months.Nothing any longer.
Dad has hit me up about it a few times.
“Son, stop looking for the perfect girl.You want a good woman, someone that wants a family, who can cook good southern chicken.”
It was his favorite meal so I can’t fault him for that comment.“Who is loyal and trustworthy.”
“Yeah, but I want that spark.Someone I can talk to like I do with Liam.A best friend, I guess.”
“That’s a myth.”He slapped my leg.“When you get married, and a woman starts talking after sex, trust me, you’ll be fighting not to doze off and end up in the doghouse.”
I guessed he was right.
Which is why I found it weird leaving Tiffany’s house each night, wishing we could sit out by the pool with a cool drink and talk.
And talk.
And talk.
Then I’d make love to her and feel like the most alpha man in the world while she cried out my name.
Then more talking.
Jesus, maybe that PTSD had really done a number on my manhood.Dad must have been right.
I park the car and head inside the BHS offices, saying hi to Penny on the way past.It’s late in the day and I find some of the guys in the gym.
“What’s up?”Marshal high-fives me.
“Just on my way home.”I lift my brows at Cole and Aidan as they head in our direction.
“How’s the assignment going?”Aidan asks.
“Yeah, good.”I rub my hair, finding it still a little wet, and hope it’s not obvious.“The new security system is half installed.Just waiting on some out-of-stock parts to arrive.”
“Good work getting her across the line on the monitoring.Ryder said she was being stubborn.”Aidan crossed his arms.
Yeah, about that.
I didn’t give her a choice.
I crossed the line that day, but she backed off.
Not half as much as I did today.
For a split second, I consider admitting what happened, but I glance between Cole, Marshal, and Aidan, and decide I don’t want any of these guys near Tiffany.They are all loved up, but that doesn’t change the growing protectiveness...hell, the possessiveness I feel about her.
