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CHAPTER NINE
Simmi
What the bloody shit!
This man’s been playing me all day and what do I do? I fall for it. I’m so hungry for him I could chew through this tin right now.
“So, I hear Belinda’s gone to the fair employment ombudsmen,” I say.
Jay nods. “Unfortunately. She’ll walk out with a worse reputation than before. I’m sorry.”
“Why?” The sincerity in his tone catches me off guard.
“She was your colleague and a friend.”
“No. Only a colleague and a shoddy one at that. She’s reaping what she sowed. She’s just sour because she thought she’d wrap you around her little finger the same way she did with Pete.”
God, I want him wrapped around my fingers, my body, my…
I take a deep swig of my rum to drown out the image of him naked and…
Fuck!
I’ve been fighting butterflies and PG rated images in my head all day. This man has a power over me no man has ever had. And here I am relaxing with him in the clinic, drink in hand, and no one else around. I can’t look at him. I don’t want to see what’s so obvious in those large, dreamy eyes. Instead, I avert my gaze and glimpse the patient list for Monday. Huh!
“I see on the chart missus Mosley is now an outpatient. Why have you postponed her?”
I sit in Myrtle’s seat and cross my legs. The Bundy’s going down a treat. My brain’s telling me to get the fuck outta here, but my body is ignoring its desperate pleas.
“I thought I’d wait until you were free to come along.”
Jay sits on the seat opposite me and swivels, so he faces me.
“Pussy.” The word slips out and I slap a hand across my mouth.
“I certainly am. That woman’s hands move faster than a snake striking a mouse,” he replies, and we both burst out laughing.
“I’ve never heard a man compare his… er… to a mouse.” I swallow my words a second time.
Jay throws me a dark glance as the corners of his mouth turn up and we both chuckle.
“She loves blaming it on her dementia, but honestly, I think she’s a sex-starved old bat with no boundaries.” Jay chuckles.
“We need to get her into a home. Or at the very least care works. She needs twenty-four seven supervision,” I say, trying hard to break his dark turquoise gaze, which has me pinned like a roo in a truck’s spotlights.
“Yeah, and preferably a crew of stout woman who don’t take shit.”
“Cheers to that.” I raise my tin and Jay taps his against mine.
I can’t help but lick my lips as his head leans back exposing his neck. His Adam’s apple bobs as he swallows, and I want to lick him so bad my tongue tingles.
Fuck!
I push myself away a little more and clench my legs so tight I cut the blood supply to my toes. Jay wipes the back of his hand across his mouth. His bright gaze has deepened, and he reminds me of a predator that’s spotted its prey. I push back a little more and a half chuckle half growl vibrates off of him. The deep baritone is like an earthy drum that reverberates across the space between us and wraps its enchantment around me.
Jay stills. His shoulders straighten, and the hunger which has sat in his gaze all day when he looks at me, bursts into a raging inferno. I’m not so vain as to think all men fall over themselves for me, but I recognize desire when I see it and it’s freaking the shit out of me that I can see he is as attracted to me as I am to him.
After putting the tin down, I stand. “I still have some work to catch up on before I head home.” I pick up my bag and haul my horny self down the passage to the treatment room.
