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Oh. Fuck. I think my ovaries just exploded. The ache in my lower belly tells me so.
No, no, no. I can’t go there!
I’m leaving this place and starting over. Nova isn’t part of my plan, not at all. I tell myself this on and off all night, starting at the fancy pizza joint he takes us to for dinner.
“I wasn’t expecting this,” I tell him when we drive up to a nice restaurant with an awning and valet parking.
“The pizza is incredible and too upscale for most people.” He shrugs as he helps me from the truck, and we snag a seat in a dimly lit corner with a prime view of a landscaped park. “You like pizza, don’t you?”
“Who doesn’t? But I’ve never had fifty-dollar pizza before. I eat that five-dollar stuff from the hood.”
“Then you should enjoy it. I don’t buy fifty-dollar pizza for just anybody.”
That much, I believe. “I don’t imagine you have to buy dinner for most of the women you come across.”
He shrugs, but I respect that he nods instead of deflecting the question. “True. That’s not what most women I come across want from me.”
“Bikers don’t exactly scream long-term relationship, but that whole bad boy thing you got goin’ is enough to set a pair ofchonieson fire.”
His nostrils flare, and he leans forward. “Are yourchonieson fire, Maggie?”
Fuck, yes.
“Nope. Not at all. I don’t like it when a man runs away without a word after fucking me.” His eyes widen at the words coming out of my mouth that I can’t seem to stop. “I mean, I’m not expecting you to put a ring on it, or even a stack of hundred-dollar bills, but even ahey, thanks for letting me bust one in ya,would have been better than nothing.”
He opens his mouth, probably to give me some bullshit explanation, but the waiter interrupts his excuse, and we place our order.
“I’m sorry, Maggie. I’m not good at the talking part,” he says when we’re alone again.
“You didn’t try very hard,” I say with a dismissive wave. “It doesn’t matter. It was a good and satisfying fuck, no need to get all girly about it. I don’t know why I even brought it up.”
“You want answers,” he says. “You deserve them.”
Damn right, I do, but I’m learning my lessons earlier this time. I’m spotting red flags and dodging them like a ninja. “I’m going to give your MC what you want, but I need something in return.”
Nova’s expression doesn’t change, but his blue eyes stay on my face, studying me silently with so much intensity I grip the table to keep from squirming. After a beat, he says, “I’m sorry I ran away like I did. It wasn’t you.”
“If you give me that stupid fucking line, I’ll keep everything to myself and leave you to find your friend without my help.”
Something flashes in Nova’s eyes, and he nods. “I shouldn’t have attacked you like that. You were still healing, and technically, you were my patient.”
I frown. “You don’t have to make excuses, Nova. You got what you wanted.”
He leans forward, wrapping one hand around my wrist so I can’t lean back or put any distance between us. “If you think that’s what I want, you are sorely fucking mistaken, Maggie. Did I want to fuck you? So bad, I can still smell you when I sleep at night. But I shouldn’t have done it that way, and I shouldn’t have run off.”
Damn, why was it so fucking hot when a guy talked so dirty? And did it just sound sexier coming from a fucking doctor? Mi Abuelita, rest her soul, would be so proud. A real doctor.
“If you say so.” His grip loosens, and I lean back, reaching for the cold beer the moment the waiter sets it down. “Thanks,” I tell him without breaking eye contact with Nova.
“I do say so, and I’ll show you.” His words are confident, almost arrogant. No, scratch that. When he flashes that smile that instantly makes my nipples go hard, it’s notalmostarrogant. It is full-on cocky-bastard hot.
Yes, please.Wait, what the fuck am I thinking? He won’t have a chance to show me anything because I’m not staying. I can’t.
“Sorry for you, lover boy, that was a one-and-done. I’m going to give you what you want, info on BTD, and you’re going to give me lots of cashola and safe passage out of California.”
He stares at me for a long time, but I can’t figure out what he’s thinking because he doesn’t say anything. When the waiter arrives and serves our pizza, I dig in, and we eat in silence.
The pizza is really good. I’ve never had truffles before, but they live up to the hype. So does theguancialewith fresh tomatoes and herbs.
