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They opened all right and I could see down a long leg, at the end of which was a foot wearing a brown boot that was sitting on a coffee table. Beyond the coffee table was another pair of legs in faded jeans. I looked up the jeans to see Eddie’s belt, then Eddie’s abs, then Eddie’s chest, then Eddie.
“Hey,” I said to Eddie, still half asleep.
He was staring down at me and I was right, he was kind of pissed off.
I blinked.
“What?” I asked.
“You wanna get your head out of Hank’s lap?”
I shot up and twisted around and I did it so fast I became dizzy and had to throw my hand out to steady myself. It landed on Hank’s thigh. I pulled it away like it burned and stared at Hank.
He was grinning at me.
My fucking luck.
Definitely the boy next door with an edge.
His hand came out and he wrapped it around my head. Then he leaned forward, kissed my forehead, pulled back and looked in my eyes.
“Fun night, Jet,” he muttered. Then he got up and grinned at Eddie too and said, “We had dinner. We played poker. We didn’t get shot at and she fell asleep watching a movie. You should be thanking me.”
Eddie just stared at him, obviously not feeling thankful. This made Hank’s grin turn into a full-on smile.
“I’ll let myself out,” Hank offered, the smile firmly in place. He thought this was hilarious.
I stood up and looked from Eddie to Hank. Eddie was also not feeling in the mood to be polite, so I followed Hank to the door.
“Thanks, Hank,” I said, when he’d cleared the door.
He turned, winked and he was gone.
I locked up behind him, started to turn back into the room and my shoulder bumped into Eddie.
I looked up at him.
Uh-oh.
“Have fun?” he asked.
Actually, I did. Hank beat the shit out of me hand after hand in poker, but since we were playing for pretzel sticks, I didn’t mind too much. He also flirted with me outrageously, which, at first, freaked me right the hell out. Then I realized he was just playing with me and I found that kind of fun too.
I didn’t tell Eddie any of that.
I was reading loud and clear that Eddie wouldn’t have thought any of that was fun.
“Eddie—”
He didn’t let me finish, his hands came to my waist and he pulled me to him and then they came up and with them came my T-shirt. Then it was gone.
“Eddie—”
“Sat down with Marcus tonight,” Eddie said, walking backwards and taking me with him. “Marcus who runs guns, drugs and whores. Dabbles in drugs, mainly focuses on flesh and selling shit that tears through it.”
Eek!
We cleared the coffee table and couch and I thought we were heading to the bedroom but I was wrong. Instead, he turned, my back came up against the wall and Eddie pressed into me.
