When she got to her house, she parked on the street and got out. He was already waiting on the sidewalk for her.
“Why didn’t you pull into the garage?”
“It won’t open. I called the management company, but Deanna wasn’t too helpful. I’m not sure if it’s her personality or if it’s me, but it seems like she’s got a real problem with me. I don’t know why.”
“You should’ve called me. I’ll get the guy out on Monday morning to take a look. I’ll speak to Deanna.”
“Don’t do that. She hates me enough already.”
When they were on the porch, her stomach clenched when he looked through his key ring.Shit! He’s gonna find out I changed the locks. I’m not up for his anger when he finds out. I actually had a good time with him.
“I must’ve left the tenants’ keys at home. I thought I had them on this key ring.” He shoved them in his vest pocket.
As she took out her key and slipped it in the lock, he stood right behind her, his hot breath on her shoulders. Moving her hair aside, she heard him inhale sharply.
“I didn’t expect that. What a kickass tattoo. It looks like a painting.” He softly kissed the purple rose on the back of her neck. She shivered despite the heat, and when his hands grasped her shoulders as he kissed her more ardently, a small moan slipped through her parted lips. Then she turned the lock.
“You want me to come in?” he asked thickly.
She swiveled around, her back against the door. “I don’t think that’d be a good idea. I think we’ve both had too much to drink.”
A startled look crossed his face, and as his features hardened, he stepped back. “Whatever. Just wanted to make sure you got home safely.” He jumped off the porch and walked to his bike.
As he rode away she wondered if he was rushing off to see Ruby—whoever she was. Thinking about another woman enjoying his soft lips on her body made her feel empty.You’re the one who turned him away.Her brain knew it was the right thing to do, but her body was so fucking pissed at her. It wanted more of his touch, craved his mouth against hers, his tongue licking the ache between her legs, his fingers—
Stop it! You know this would never work out.
Opening the door slowly, she smiled when she saw Sooty waiting for her, her luminous green eyes fixed on Raven’s face. She shut the door and locked it, glancing outside one last time as a part of her wished he’d come back, knowing he never would. He wasn’t the type to beg or chase a woman, too used to them doing that to him.
“Looks like it’s just you and me again,” she murmured as she picked up Sooty. She quickly changed her clothes, then came back to the living room and sank down on the couch. It was another night of staring at the TV screen, but that time, instead of thinking about jewelry designs, she thought about Muerto pleasuring a woman named Ruby. She’d wanted to ask him earlier at the restaurant who Ruby was, but she didn’t want him to think she cared.
But she did care. A lot.
