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I rolled my eyes playfully. “Just curious if I’m going to keep running into you there,” I said, trying to lighten the mood.
“Do you want to?” He walked closer, and I shot him a warning look.
He sighed. “My club got shot up,” he said. “I needed to blow off some steam.”
The words caught me off-guard.
“Your club?” I asked, looking at him.
He was a business owner?
With a body like that?
What club?
What club got shot up?
He flashed an emotion I couldn’t quite place.
He cleared his throat this time. “Not to get too personal, but yeah,” he replied. The fact that I hadn't heard about a club being terrorized was strange. I’m a cop.
“Where was this?” I asked, trying to maintain a casual tone. But I knew as soon as the words left my mouth how I might have sounded suspicious. His eyes narrowed, and he studied me for a moment.
"Doesn't matter," he said with another sigh.
“It does,” I shot, my voice faint.
Were there casualties?
“Did people get hurt?” I pressed before I could stop myself.
“Sorry,” I apologized. I was asking too many questions, and by the look on his face, I already knew the answer.
He owned a club that had been shot up, and people got hurt.
I knew we had this confidentiality thing between us for the most part, but I had to look into this. How could I not?
“It’s fine,” he said with a half-smile. “I think we should probably cool it, though, if you want to keep this anonymous. We’re starting to know a little too much about one another.”
I nodded, agreeing.
He was right.
It was already getting too comfortable.
He was standing in the middle of my bedroom, for Christ’s sake.
Our encounters were supposed to be fleeting.
It was supposed to be one night.
Now, it’s been two.
Regardless, it had to stay casual.
We couldn’t have strings.
I didn’t have time for a man.
