Page 9 of Dawson


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“I’ll see you in a few,” I said as I hung up, not giving him a chance to rebuke me.

I didn’t bother hitting the showers; instead, I just hung my shit up in my locker and grabbed my keys to my truck. Thankfully, my brother’s place was about fifteen minutes away, but with my skilled emergency driving, I could shave off at least five minutes.

Which is exactly what I did.

All the agents at Breisinger drove the same car, a little silver sedan with a big ass logo on the side. It stood out like a sore thumb everywhere, and it was no different parked in front of my brother’s house.

From the street, you would have never been able to tell there’d been a fire, but around the back was another story. I parked my truck, hopping out with haste as I entered through the front door. I didn’t need to knock, after all, we were family and I was more than expected.

My brother looked up at me from his couch, the agent turning to face me as well...

And when my eyes met surprised brown irises, I think my blood actually boiled. Nolan’s eyes widened, his eyebrows shooting up like I’d just caught him with his hand in the cookie jar.

“Dawson, what...” he said as he stood up, my brother following suit.

“Afternoon, Harding,” I said as I sauntered past him toward my brother, casting him one of my patented Mr. March smiles, if only to appear nice.

Truth be told, my adrenaline was still pumping and the sight of those surprised peepers and pouty lips was doing things to me that I didn’t want to focus on at the moment.

For starters, my brother was standing next to Nolan... which shouldn’t have bothered me as much as it did.

But it did.

“I told you, Dawson, I have it covered here...” Jonathan protested with a sigh, sliding his hands into his jean pockets. He stared at me with an annoyed expression.

“Nonsense, this is my job, Jon. I told you...”

“Isn’t there like a cat in a tree somewhere that requires your attention?” Nolan said, shaking off his surprise.

Jonathan laughed. “I take it you two know one another pretty well?”

I took a step closer to Nolan, using my frame to loom ominously over him.

At least, I hoped I looked ominous and not like a stiff giraffe.

“Yeah, Harding and I are the best of buds. Aren’t we, Nolan?” I said with a smirk.

“Uh...” I didn’t miss the way Nolan’s gaze dipped to my lips, or the blush forming across his nose, spreading into his cheeks. The sight made my cock twitch, and I shoved my hand in my pocket, if only to adjust myself.

I needed to remember where I was, and what I was actually supposed to be doing here...

“Sure. We’ll go with that,” Nolan said, his voice as polite and professional as he could muster. Though clearly I’d caused him some distress as his gaze roved over me from head to toe.

“Seriously, I got it handled. But if you are going to stay until Nolan leaves, at least take a shower. You look like hell.”

“Well, that would be because I came straight here from a fire, because I didn’t want to miss busting the balls of your claims adjuster,” I said with a grin.

Nolan shook off whatever it was that had him flustered as he crossed his arms. “I could report you for harassment, you know,” he said in a hushed voice, raising a brow.

I leaned closer by an inch, licking my lips. He made it so easy sometimes.

“But you won’t, because you’re a good little pencil pusher aren’t you, Nolan?” I said as I stepped back, removing my shirt.

I didn’t miss how his eyes widened, how his mouth dropped open in stunned annoyance, or how he gazed back at me with a fire that had nothing to do with the one we were both here about.

And seeing his eyes ablaze like that caused my cock to stiffen, and I knew I needed to get away from there before I really decided to go all in and give him something to report.

“Fine. I could use a cold shower,” I said out loud for everyone to hear as I headed for the hallway bathroom, leaving Nolan and my brother to the situation at hand.

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