Page 25 of Dirty Like Jude
Frankly, I was just hoping she’d hiremewhen she gotthere.
Taze slung his arm around me and kissed my neck as Talia picked up her purse, which was pretty much at his feet. “Hey, Tal,” he said, in his lazy, overly-familiar way, even though he barely knew her. He also looked her over in an overly-familiar way, though honestly that was how Taze looked at anyone with breasts. Especially anyone as pretty asTalia.
“Hey, Taze,” she said, politely. Then to me she said, “Call me,” andleft.
Taze shut the door behind her. “TheArtemis?”
“Yeah. I think I’m gonna head down theretonight.”
“Yeah?” He backed me up against the wall. “You thinking about invitingme?”
“To the Artemis? It’s not really your scene,Taze.”
He kissed me and I let him, for a minute. Then I planted a hand in the middle of his chest and pushed him off a bit. “I’m working, okay? I have some calls tomake.”
“Uh-huh.” He slid his hand up my shirt and inside my bra. “But first, why don’t we finish what we started thismorning…”
“I don’t havetime.”
“You don’t have time for dick?” He kissed my throat and squeezed my breast. “Sincewhen?”
“Since I have to worktonight.”
“You can work.After.”
Right. We fucked, then he got toleave.
Convenient.
And I possibly missed my chance to talk to Summertonight.
I extracted his hand and pushed him off. “So, let’s see… When you need to work, it’s all, ‘I gotta pull out, babe,’ and when I have to work you’re all up in mybra?”
He pulled back. “What, you want me togo?”
“I never asked you to come over, Taze. I don’t have time to service the needs of your dick right now. I’mworking.”
“It’s Saturday night,babe.”
“Yeah. And sometimes I work on Saturday night. Since when is this news toyou?”
I really couldn’t say why that pissed him off like it did, but apparently he didn’t love my tone. “Maybe next timeyouneed to beserviced, I shouldn’t be so quick to come overhere.”
“Whatever.”
He made a pissed-off noise and stared at me for a minute. Maybe he was waiting for me to apologize and drop to myknees.
When that didn’t happen, he turned and walked right out the door, with a grumbled, “Call me when you’re off yourrag.”
Dick.
I locked the door behindhim.
I really, really needed to break up with him. It was inevitable,right?
All we did was irritate the fuck out of each other… andfuck.
So why hadn’t I done ityet?
