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I buried my hands in my pocket to keep from touching her again and –
What the fuck, fuck, fuck? When the hell did I become nice, worrying about whether it would be okay to turn her over my desk and help myself to the very thing she so generously offered me? Who gave a damn if the time was right, the atmosphere was pleasant, or that she hadn’t at least been wined and dined before I ruined her?
“Time for you to go.” I said, walking to open the door.
Noemi sat on the edge of the desk, not moving. She stared at me with that now familiar furrowed brow.
I nodded to the open door, encouraging her to leave.
“Wow,” she blew out on an angry breath. “Talk about hot and cold. Would it kill you to be nice to me, even for just a little while? Why are you so mean to me? Do you ever take me seriously?”
I sighed with irritation. “Why do you perpetually ask questions? Which one of those am I supposed to answer, Noemi? I take you very seriously,” I drawled. “So seriously that I let you get on that plane five years ago to keep you away from me.”
She blinked up at me as what I’d said sank in. Perhaps I had revealed too much but it didn’t matter. She knew how much I wanted her. There wasn’t anything I could do to hide that.
“And I am being nice to you. I’m telling you to go home before it’s too late.”
Noemi hopped off the desk and stalked across the room toward me. She stopped in front of me. “This is you being nice?”
I nodded. “I’ve been nothing but nice to you since you came home. I’ve intervened on your behalf, given you a ride home, fixed your furnace, and now, I’ve agreed to relieve you of the burden of your virginity.
“You have no fucking clue how nice I’ve been to you.” I bit out through clenched teeth. If she even knew... I sucked in a deep breath to calm down. How the hell did I let her get to meevery. Fucking. Time?
“I’m not mean to you, Noemi. You’re disappointed because you have an idea of who you think I should be and how you think I should react. No expectations. You’ll enjoy this much more if you remember that.”
Noemi may have been shy and reserved, sexually demure, but when I made her angry, she didn’t hesitate to let me know how she really felt. Her feisty side was almost as big a turn on as her girl-next-door persona. Almost.
“You know what. Forget it. This entire scenario was a stupid idea. You can’t kiss me without pushing me away and then insulting me.” She turned to walk out the door. “I seriously doubt you’d be able to stomach me long enough to get the deed done.”
I grabbed her arm as she pushed past me to leave. “I assure you,bambina, I will have no problems where that is concerned. We made a deal and it will be honored.” I leaned down to growl in her ear. “You’re mine, Noemi.”
I stood up straight, letting go of her arm. She rubbed where I had held her, but I didn’t let sympathy taint me.
“Go home. I have work to do. I’ll be at your house at six o’clock tomorrow night.”
“Why?” she asked tentatively over her shoulder as I nudged her through the doorway.
“Because I said so,” I answered curtly, deliberately misunderstanding her question. She turned to ask something else, but I closed the door and locked it from inside.
The other side of the door was silent for a few seconds then I heard the click of her heels on the floor as she walked away. If I were a gentleman, I’d walk her home, or to the front door, at least. But the staff, one of Gabriel’s hires, who let her in could also see her out.
Rubbing a weary hand over my face, I helped myself to a large glass of scotch from the wet bar on the other side of the room.
Fuck me, she was exasperating. When she was mad, she had a smart mouth and a quick temper. I rather enjoyed making her angry. It was a challenge I wasn’t used to. But I also enjoyed watching her retreat, making me come after her when her shyness won out over her boldness.
I took a swallow from my glass and then leaned its cool sleek curve against my forehead.
An unfamiliar emotion emerged tonight. One I hadn’t anticipated: excitement. I was excited about pursuing Noemi’s offer, not just at the physical aspect but for the entire process. Planning and organizing details of each contract I took was ninety percent of the job. Doing the actual hit was miniscule in comparison to the preparation involved. I enjoyed the process leading up to the kill almost as much as I enjoyed the killing.
Taking Noemi’s virginity would be no different.
I swallowed the last of the scotch and returned to my desk. Opening my laptop, I went to work formulating to ruin mybambina.
