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“You wouldn’t,” she breathed. “I told you I need the work, Repo.”
“No, you don’t. I told you that I’m not letting you out of my sight, Cat,” he said. “The way I see it, you have two choices here. One—you text your waiting client and tell him to get lost.”
“And, two?” she asked.
“Two—I’ll go down and do it for you but I’ll also make sure he gets arrested to boot. Your choice, Honey,” he said.
“You’re an asshole,” Cat spat.
“Yeah, I’ve been told,” Repo said. That wasn’t the first time someone had called him that. Hell, he had been called worse most of his life. “What’s it going to be, Cat?” Repo asked. He waited her out and could see the indecision on her face as she stared him down.
“Shit,” she grumbled. “Fine.” Cat pulled her phone back out of her back pocket and texted her waiting client. “There,” she said. “Happy now?”
He wasn’t happy about any of this. Hell, the only way he’d be happy was if he was asleep in his damn bed, preferably with a warm, willing woman—or two by his side. Repo walked over to the window and pulled the blinds to the side to watch for any movement in the parking lot. He spotted her client as he started his car and took off like a bat out of hell. Now, he was happy but he wasn’t about to admit that to Cat.
“I’d love to get some shut-eye,” he said. “You think you can behave yourself until morning?” Cat smirked and nodded, giving him his answer.
“Sure,” she said.
“Now see, you’re telling me, yes but I can tell by your expression that it’s just not going to happen. Give me your phone,” he insisted.
“My phone?” she gasped. “No fucking way,” she hissed.
“Give me your fucking phone and then get your ass back to your bedroom, Cat. I’m done screwing around here. One thing you’ll learn about me is if I’m tired, I’m not to be fucked around with. Phone,” he shouted, holding out his hand waiting for her to comply. He wasn’t sure what his next move would be if she refused but he was hoping he wouldn’t have to worry about that. He stood there waiting and when a few minutes had passed, he almost gave up. Cat sighed and slapped the phone into the palm of his hand.
“Fine,” she spat. “I’m going to sleep now, as long as that’s all right with you, your worship,” she sassed. Repo gave a mock bow and waved her past his body. She brushed passed him and he got a whiff of the strawberry-scented shampoo he kept in the spare bathroom. God, she smelled like heaven. Repo shook off her scent, trying to clear his head from the lust-filled haze. Not going to happen.
