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I’m going crazy. Kissing Gavin, thinking about him all the time… it’s causing me to slip up and make mistakes. That’s why I need a few days away—to refocus on the reason I’m here—catching a criminal, not to dip my dick in my employer’s inkwell.
As I strip my clothes and hop in the shower, my dick disagrees, jutting out from my groin, tall and proud.
Motherfucker!
Chapter 6
Gavin
That fucking coward!
My grip on a mug of black coffee tightens when Mitch comes into the kitchen to announce that he’s leaving.
“I’ll be in touch, Marcus.” Mitch shakes hands again with my new babysitter, slapping him on the back.
I roll my eyes. Stupid het greetings. God forbid they hug. It might make them gay.
“No worries, Hale. I got your boy covered.”
My gaze flicks over to Mitch just in time to see his expression tighten and his skin to flush red when Marcus refers to me as ‘his boy’. Mitch gives him a weak smile. I notice he has a duffle bag slung over his shoulder and frown. Obviously, he has no plans to talk to me alone before tucking tail and running.
“Right. Anyway, you’ve got my number. I’ll be in the area, following leads and getting my house cleaned up. So, if you need anything…”
Mitch glances at me and I see it. Under the false bravado, under the stupid T-shirt that has psychology spelled backwards across the front, under the brawn and the brains and the (yes, I keep checking) very hot body, lies a confused, insecure man. He’s nervous, fidgeting with his keys, shifting from one foot to the other and chewing on that damn lip.
Christ, he can’t even look me in the eye he’s so unsettled.
Unfortunately, I don’t have it in me to care how he feels at this moment. He’s avoiding what happened between us by avoiding me, and that pisses me off to no end.
“We’ll be fine. We don’t need you,” I snap. Then, like the diva I’m not, I slam down my mug and leave the room.
By the time the front door closes and I hear Mitch’s car pull out of the drive, I’m in the backyard by the glistening swimming pool, fuming. Annoyed, I pull up Ellie’s contact on my phone and hit dial. She answers immediately.
“Gavin! What happened last night? I was going to ring you up if I didn’t hear from you.”
I drop into the nearest chair and sigh. Rubbing my eyes with my free hand, I tell Ellie about my evening. Everything from Mitch declaring us boyfriends, to the incident in the bathroom, to the destruction at his townhouse—it all comes pouring out of me, unfiltered.
“Oh my god, Gav! You could have been seriously injured! What if that monster was still there?” Ellie’s voice raises an octave.
She skips right over the part where Mitch attacked my mouth and goes for the danger. Grinning at her concern, I talk her off the ledge. “I’m fine, El. The guy was gone. And besides, I had Mitch with me.”
“Hmmmm,” she hums into the phone.
“Hmmmm, what?” I lie back on the lounge, close my eyes, and enjoy the few minutes I’m allowed outside.
“Nothing. It’s nothing, Gav. Just…you should hear the way you say his name. You fancy him,” she giggles.
?
??I do not! I hate him!” I insist. “He’s a total prick. I mean, look what he did,” I rant. “He fucking went and left me here with some guy I don’t know for who the hell knows how long!”
Ellie doesn’t say a word.
“Ellie!” I complain, “I don’t like him!” Great, now I sound like a whiney teenage girl.
“All right, Gavin. You don’t like him. Whatever. You want to get lunch?” Her change in subject throws me off.
“Lunch? What’s Adam up to today?”
