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“I won’t bring a woman home while you’re there, okay?”
“So, what?” I grimace. “You’ll go to their house?”
“Why are you asking so many questions?”
“I told you, I’m curious.”
“Do you not want someone to come over because you don’t want me with anyone else other than you?” He tilts his head to the side.
Yes. “How would you feel if I was going to another man’s house and sexing it up?” I mirror his head tilt.
“You can do whatever you want, Sierra.” He shoots me a frustrated look. “You’ve done that for a while now.”
10
Maliki
“Now that you’veslept on it, how was your first shift?” I ask Sierra, strolling into the kitchen. “Still want to work with me?”
She’s wearing a tight, ribbed tank top with a sports bra underneath that shows just the right amount of cleavage and black leggings. Her blonde hair is swept back into a ponytail, and her face is makeup free—my favorite look on her.
The view of Sierra early in the morning is the best goddamn view ever.
Scratch that. Even though I’ll never see it, I’m sure the best goddamn view of her is waking up next to her in bed.
Thank fuck she gave up on asking me irrelevant questions about Tamara and bringing other women home when we finished closing last night. I’d never pull that shit with her here. From what it seems, Sierra believes I’ve screwed every woman who’s flirted with me at the bar. Little does she know, I’ve wanted to punch every man who looks at her with desire while ordering his drinks. As the night turned later, people grew more comfortable, heading to her side of the bar.
She cracks an egg into a skillet. “I liked it, so no quitting from this girl.” She grabs a bottle of coconut water and takes a long swig. “Egg?”
“Sure.”
She cracks another egg. “How do you like them?”
“However you want to make them. I’m not picky.”
“What if I add pickles and mustard to them?”
I scrunch up my face.The fuck?“Do you add pickles and mustard to them?”
“No, but you didn’t know that. That could have been how I liked my eggs, and then you’d be stuck with them for breakfast.”
I chuckle. “You are the most random person I know.”
She grins and holds up her spatula. “Over easy eggs coming right up.”
“Sans pickles and mustard?”
“You shall see,” she sings out.
I circle the island to start a cup of coffee in the Keurig. “How’d the chat with your brother go?” I talked to Kyle after his conversation with Sierra and assured him I’d look out for her.
“It surprised him, is all.”
“And your parents?”
“I have three missed calls from my father and eight from my mom. They know something. Whether it’s my new job or my leaving Devin, I have no idea."
“You’ll have to tell them eventually.”
