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“Thanks, Trevor. That means a lot to me.”
Chapter Twenty-Three
Gregory
Islept, but it took a while to get my mind to calm down and turn off. I was up earlier than I wanted to be, so I decided to hit the street and get in a run. As I moved, I tried to work through the frustration that I felt at myself. I had acted like a complete ass last night, and I couldn’t believe that I had told her that I wouldn’t be able to concentrate with her around—that she would be a distraction. I had meant it, but I shouldn’t have said it the way I had.
I didn’t do distractions. I’d trained to shove that shit deep down inside and focus. To focus on what my mission was, what the operation was, what the ultimate goal was. I should have been able to put her out of my head. I should have been able to pretend like she was no one to me, just another civilian contractor we were escorting. There had been a few women who had traveled with us recently, and I’d been assigned to oversee them. Several had been attracted to me. A couple had even managed to get into my bed for a few hours.
Those women had been distractions, but only momentary ones. After we parted ways, I never thought of them again, just as I’m sure they didn’t think of me either. Was Maggie thinking about me today? What names was she calling me if she was?
Maggie—she was still as much trouble as she always was. Damn her for trying to get even with that guy because they had looked at her wrong. What kind of woman did that? And the rat, what the hell did she do to get a dead rat delivered to her house?
The rat reminded me of the counter, and that prompted the memory of her sweet, sweet body at my mercy. I almost stumbled as I ran, thinking of her crying out as I shifted deeper into her.
Yeah, Maggie and I had sex when we were teens. It was pretty vanilla back then. The most outrageous thing was having sex in a car. Otherwise, it was on the couch, the floor, and maybe once in a while in her bed. The missionary position was the norm unless we were in my car, then she was sitting on my lap. Oral sex was occasionally tried out too, but neither of us was great at it back then.
I guess as it went for sex between teens, it was pretty good, but last night. Gee-zus! Last night put every single one of those previous escapades to shame, and it had only lasted ten minutes, maybe fifteen at the most, but it had been incredible.
Maggie had grown into one fine woman. Her body was firm and toned, her ass tight and round, her breasts small and perky. She had the perfect athletic body, and I could imagine working that body out to its limits. I knew without a doubt that Maggie was no prude. She would be a wild cat in bed if we ever got there.
The problem was, I didn’t know if we should get there. Jake had suggested I go out with Maggie because she might not have an issue with me traveling, but what if she wanted to go on every run that we made? Some of them were too damn dangerous—shit, there were some I didn’t even want to go on.
As I finished my run, I got caught on that last thought. What if I didn’t go? Would Jake give me shit if I didn’t do this one? Would he fire me? I didn’t think so. He probably wouldn’t be too happy about it, but I didn’t think he’d fire me if I told him I wasn’t going.
If I didn’t go, then one of the other guys would be tasked to watch her. I knew that Harvey, Trevor, Mike, and Alex would all be great candidates, although Mike and Harv were single. Even Jake would be okay; it was his idea that Maggie join the group anyway. Maybe he should be required to watch her—that might teach him a lesson.
What about Rob, Brett, Drake, Cliff, Bill, Wyatt, and Joe? They were all the part-timers that we brought in to do operations as needed. All of them were single, and all of them total fucking dogs—well, Drake and Wyatt weren’t as bad, but they were still single.
To be honest, I wasn’t sure if Jake had decided which PTer’s were running this job. I knew that the proposal stated that there would be between eight and ten people. If Maggie went, then that would leave us with nine spots. Five FTer’s, not counting me, and four PTer’s. I could remain back here and watch over things.
That was actually a good idea. Alice and I could hold the fort down, and I could give up my spot to one of the other guys. I’m sure they could use the money. With that decided, I arrived home and called Alex while I was filling my water bottle.
“Hey, how are things with Maggie? I heard about last night.”
“That was a shitshow,” I replied.
“Trevor said she got questioned by the police.”
“Yeah, Maggie decided to stick her nose where it didn’t belong, but she managed to get it cleared up.”
“That’s good. Trevor said she did well yesterday.”
“She passed.”
He laughed, echoing my words. “She passed.”
I so did not want to talk about Maggie. “Yeah, hey, I have a favor.”
“What’s that?”
“Can you hook up with Trevor today and help him at the range? They are going there first thing this morning.”
“I have a meeting at one.”
“Trevor would only need your help at the range, and she’s an experienced shooter, so she will probably run through things quickly. They probably won’t be there past eleven.”
“Why aren’t you going?”
