“How well do you know the day shift bartender at Doc’s?” I ask, referring to Ashlynn. He pulls the cigarette from his mouth and pauses before he answers.
“Ashlynn.” He tenses and his tone darkens a little.That hit a nerve.“Not that well. Why?” He asks and his cool grey eyes darkening as well.
“But you do know her?” I ask, raising an eyebrow. I know the answer, he does. I remember the way he pouted the night we had dinner at Doc’s and Parker was there instead of her. Karson balls up a fist with his free hand as he stubs out the cigarette on the railing.
“Yeah, I know her.” He grumbles and stalks back inside the office. I watch as he paces in front of the couch a few times before sitting backdown. I walk back inside and lean against the front of the desk, crossing my arms over my chest.
“Do you want to tell me what the fuck your problem is all of a sudden?” I ask and I watch for his reaction. His jaw tenses and he looks up at me.
“No problem. All good here.” Just like that, a grin plasters on his face again and he leans back on the couch. A night and day difference in his demeanor with the snap of a finger. I don’t know what that was all about but Ialmostfeel sorry for the girl. Almost. “What about her? What do you need?”
“I need you to see what information she knows about Parker.” I say and he chuckles.
“The night shift girl?” He asks in an amused tone and I nod. He stares at me for a long moment before he speaks again. “What do you want to know?”
“I just need to know what Ashlynn knows about her. I already pulled a background, I want personal details.” I tell him and he leans forward to place his elbows on his knees.
“You don’t buy what’s in the background check.” It’s not a question. I shake my head and he thinks for a long minute before standing then pats me on the shoulder.
“I’ll see what I can get from her.” The look on his face would make most people shudder, but not me. I’ve gotten used to Karson’s antics over the years. His rapid shifts in his mood and his incessant need for chaos. I nod and he sits back down. “Who is this girl anyway?”
“That’s what I’m trying to figure out.” I answer and walk back around the desk to sit. The leather of the chair groans under my weight and I lean back to stare up at the ceiling.
Karson whistles and I glance over at him. “She’s got you all fucked up. I can see it.” My jaw tightens and I lean the chair forward again to look at him.
“Yeah, what about you? Someone’s clearly got you a little twisted up.” I state, my lips tipping in a smirk. He clears his throat and stands.
“Nope. Someone just knows how to piss me off.” His voice lowers and he clenches his jaw. “Anyway. Tell me more about this new client.”
Karson and I spend the next half an hour looking over what Slater had sent over and discussing options. He’s right, we’ve never done anything like this before. Our sole focus has always been personal security, however, this could be a way to expand our business. We get in contact with the casino owner and set up a meeting for tomorrow morning. Karson stands and cracks his neck before slapping me on the shoulder.
“I’m going to head out. I’ll let you know what I find out about Parker.” Karson gives me a nod before he exits the office.
I spend a couple more hours pouring over the documents on my computer before a migraine starts to build behind my eyes and I push myself away from the desk. Grabbing my phone off the desk, I walk out of the office and toward my bedroom. I glance at my watch and note that Parker’s shift starts in about three hours. Two days is long enough without talking to her, touching her,hearing her beg.
Entering the bedroom, I toss my phone onto the bed then turn toward the dresser and pull out some clean clothes. After I lay everything out on the bed, I head into the bathroom and start the shower. I step into the water, letting the water cascade down my back as I get lost in my own thoughts. Thoughts of amber eyes filled with tears staring up at me as I drive myself into her while I fuck her, unravel her,own her.My cock stands at attention while her erotic moans echo in my mind.What the fuck is she doing to me?I groan and reach for my shower gel and begin to wash up,trying my best to not beat my dick to the thoughts I’m having. I don’t want to get off on a fantasy, I want the real thing.
I finish washing my hair then shut off the water and sling a towel low on my hips. Exiting the shower, I shake some water from my hair as I enter back into the bedroom and grab my phone off the bed. A grin pulls at my lips when I see a text from none other than the woman who has quickly become my obsession.
Parker
Hey, it’s Parker. Do you have any plans tonight?
Maverick
Just going through some stuff for work. What about you?
Parker
I was just wondering if you’d want to come by Doc’s at some point. Tonight’s usually a slow night. But if you have things to do, I totally understand.
Miss me, Sweetheart?
Maverick
Work can wait. I’ll be there.
She sees the message right away and I stare waiting for the three dots to appear. They finally do, then quickly disappear. That happens a few more times before her message finally appears.
