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Not impressed, I roll my eyes.
“I don’t see how any cooking gets done with all the screwing.”
He runs his hands through his hair, slips his sunglasses off, and sets them on the counter.
“If you get hungry, there’s a stack of menus over here. Choose the one you want and tell them you’re ordering for Nitro. They’ll put it on my account,” he says, switching the subject.
I stare at him, unable to tell that he’s blind in his eye. It’s only slightly hazy, but not enough to detect if you’re not looking for anything.
“Okay. When do you think that I can return home? I mean, I need clothes, and—”
“Make a list of what you need, and I’ll get it.”
“No. You’re not going into my house without me.”
“Didn’t say I was. I’ll buy it.”
“You don’t have to do that.”
“I know.”
“Okay,” I mumble as I run my hands over Zeus’ ears.
“Look. I don’t know how long you’ll be here. We’re doing everything possible to neutralize the threat, but I don’t know how long that will be.”
“Neutralize the threat?” I ask, standing up from Zeus and crossing my arms over my midsection. “Don’t you mean murder?”
He shrugs, taking a swig of beer. “Like you said,you’reinto saving lives.”
“How can you casually talk about taking people’s lives as if they don’t matter? Your brother’s lying in a hospital bed. It was touch and go for a while. What if he hadn’t made it?”
“But he did.”
“Yeah, but—”
“What if they had taken you out first. Look, Simone, these people don’t give a fuck about you, so don’t give two fucks about them. You’re wasting your pity.”
“It’s not about pitying someone. It’s about being human. Having compassion for people. Silly me, for a moment, I thought you were human and cared just because you came through for me.”
He slams his beer on the counter, walks back into the living area, and stands before me. “You know, for you to need me right now, you’re being an ungrateful little brat.”
“Ungrateful? You represent everything that people like your brother and me fight to eliminate. You represent the thugs that placed him in the hospital and talk about murdering people so callously, and I’m supposed to be grateful?”
“Yeah! If it weren’t for me, your ass might be dead now!”
“Well, maybe I’d rather be dead than put up with your bullshit!”
“Figures my brother would go and pick a self-righteous woman to claim,” he mutters, eyeing me up and down as he walks away from me towards what I’m guessing is his bedroom.
I run up behind him, grabbing him by a hard, muscular shoulder that shoots bolts of arousal through my belly and straight to my core.
“First, I’m not a piece of property that you can claim. Second, your brother and I are just friends. I care about him and all the other patients that come through my ward. I care about people who are victims of violence, and you don’t give a shit about your impact on the world.”
He turns swiftly.
“Lady, you don’t know shit about me. Don’t pretend to think you do. I don’t give a fuck what you’ve seen in the world, what you’ve heard. I only do what’s necessary to be done, not the shit you see in movies or read about in books, so don’t fucking judge me. Your opinions and tainted beliefs ain’t got shit to do with me,” he snarls.
“It’s got everything to do with you when you and your kind take the lives of innocent people. Selling drugs, sex trafficking—”
