Page 80 of Devilish Debt
How people’s view of me will change.
The disgust they may conjure or distance they may find the need to create.
Much like they do when they discover that I’m an attorney.
It’s just one of those careers people love or despise you for.
I have met very few who are in the middle ground ruling where its concerned.
Testing the idea, thepossibilityof people’s reactions, is no different than what we do with mock juries.
Except of course, this woman doesn’tknowshe’s being used in that nature.
I swallow the apprehension in my throat and do my best to nonchalantly retort, “This hole –figuratively speaking– already has a flag.”My mouth struggles to add, “Twoto be exact.”
“Two?”
Afraid my vocal cords will betray me if I make an attempt to speak again is what pushes me into simply nodding.
“Lucky ladies,” Vanessa snickers prior to finally swinging at the object.
“She’s far from a lady,” I good naturedly inform, grabbing her full attention.“And while he may have a love affair with animal print like a middle-aged woman on a cruise going through her second divorce, he probably wouldn’t appreciate being called a lady, either.”
Another light laugh is expelled during her cross back over.
“Truth is…” the melting of my frame occurs without my consent, “I’m the lucky one.”
“Maybe you should let them know that every once in a while, Mr.Garcia.”
“Just Garcia.”
“If you weren’t a happily taken man, it would be.”
The indication that she not only respects the boundaries of our relationship – one we haven’t even officially established as anything more than a fling – but isn’t repulsed by it, has whatever weight I’ve been carrying on my shoulders effortlessly falling off.
Shit.
Was Salay right?
Do I give too much of a fuck what others think?
Would life really be so fucking awful if I cared about itless?
My own happiness more?
Becausetheydefinitely make me happy.
Even when they’re driving me to drink the whole bottle of tequila insane, they provide me with content no one else ever has.
That I get the inkling no one else everwill.
Maybe I should make them dinner tonight.
Tell them that.
Tell them…something.
Something that lets them know it’s not just about saving Zero’s life and convenient sex anymore.
