Page 24 of Indebted

“Oh yeah?” I couldn’t help but respond. “You’ll give me a ride around town?”

He was all teeth. “I’ll give you the ride of your life.”

I bit my lip to keep from giggling.

I bet that line works on all the Barbie clones.

I started to gently pull my hand back when movement caught in the corner of my eye.

The door to the patient area opened and Justin strode out, face dark. “Tanner,” his smile didn’t reach his eyes. Scratch that, it didn’t even reach his lips.

His expression was somewhere between a scowl and a strained baring of teeth.

Tanner dropped my hand to shake Justin’s.

Justin’s fingers clapped down on Tanner’s.

Tanner winced.

“I see you’ve met my daughter,” Justin said the word ‘daughter’ like he would ‘my property.’

My spine stiffened.

Tanner’s face paled, his head swiveling between us. “I didn’t realize. She doesn’t look anything like you. I mean, I was just saying hello.”

Justin face told Tanner he saw right through his bullshit. “Your room is ready.”

“Right, nice to meet you.” Tanner wouldn’t even look me in the eye as he slipped past Justin and nearly ran into Midge.

“Hello, Tanner,” she gave him a welcoming smile, “would you like me to show you to your room?”

Tanner’s head bobbed up and down.

They disappeared down the hallway.

No patients remained in the waiting area, and I took advantage to stare at Justin. Indignation burning hot inside me.

“What the hell was that?” I hissed.

“I was collecting my patient.”

“Bullshit. Did you feel good crushing his hand? You going to offer to fix it now? It was just some innocent flirting, what’s your problem?”

“Innocent? You were all but agreeing to ride his dick. That’s my problem. A few days ago, you were wet and ready to ride my cock, or have you forgotten?”

The harsh words summoned the very image of me riding him.

My cheeks flushed.

“Is that what this is about? You want me riding your cock?” An ache started between my legs, as if the words set off a chain reaction in my body.

Not now hormones.

“Don’t be ridiculous.” The cold of his eyes would’ve fooled me, if it wasn’t for the tension coiled through his whole body, ready to snap.

I laughed. “You’re a terrible liar, Daddy. Newsflash, you don’t get to dictate who I talk to, or ride for that matter.”

If possible, his body seemed to swell with suppressed rage. “Tanner is a player.”