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“Made a deal with him. He finds Vince, Slick or your dad, he hands them over to me. Since he’s lookin’ for all of them, mostly for Daisy, this wouldn’t be so bad, ’cept he has to hand them over to me.”
His hands were at my jeans, he undid my belt and then my jeans while he was talking. When he stopped, he bent low to pull them down, snagging my underwear with them and keeping me against the wall with his other hand at my belly.
Dear Lord.
“Eddie—” I tried again.
He came up and both of his hands went to my bottom and he yanked me up. I threw my arms and legs around him to hold on and he pressed me tight against the wall. My stomach pitched in a not altogether unpleasant way (in fact, it was altogether pleasant).
His mouth went to my neck and he kept talking.
“Problem is, Marcus doesn’t do somethin’ for nothin’.”
His teeth gently nipped my earlobe and I shivered.
He went on whispering in my ear, “So, in order for him to give me these guys, and there’s a good chance he’ll find ’em before I do, I gotta do something for him in return.”
He paused to run his tongue down my jaw, and I couldn’t help it, I wanted to be angry or outraged, but I was turned on. I didn’t know what that said about me, but I didn’t care.
His lips went from my jaw to my cheek and then he said against my mouth, “I don’t like owing Marcus.”
I held my breath, opened my eyes and looked into his.
They were glitteryandliquid. Another new look.
“I’m sorry,” I whispered.
He let go of my bottom, but I held on tight.
His hand went between us and worked at his jeans.
“Sorry about me owin’ Marcus or comin’ home to you with your head in Hank’s lap?” he asked.
I should have said, “Both.”
Instead, I said, “Marcus. I didn’t start out in Hank’s lap. It just happened.”
His fingers went from his jeans to me and without warning one slid inside.
“Ohmigod,” I whispered.
I couldn’t help it. It felt so good it deserved an “ohmigod.”
“A lot of shit just happens when you’re with other guys,” Eddie said low, his mouth still against mine, then his fingers moved. His thumb got involved and my bones dissolved. I closed my eyes and pressed my hips against him.
“It’s nothing,” I breathed.
“Jet, open your fuckin’ eyes and look at me.”
I did.
His eyes were burning into me. I realized in the middle of a turned-on daze that something was happening, and it had a lot to do with Eddie being hot blooded, me being his W-word and Eddie not liking coming home after a shitty task he did for me to find me with my head in some other man’s lap.
I couldn’t say I blamed him.
His fingers kept up their torture as he spoke.
“You’re gonna have to wake up to the shit happenin’ around you. You think Hank doesn’t want this…” His finger went out and then back in and I was pretty sure it was joined with another one. “You’re wrong.”
