Page 2 of Sparrow


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"Is it just me you have a problem with or any man that tries to show you interest? Are you incapable of letting someone take care of you?" The fucking audacity of this man.

"Oh, it's just you. Clearly, you haven't gotten the point that I don't need to be cared for." He nods at my words, and I swallow hard.

The motion makes the hand around my throat tighten for a second.

I close my eyes and just enjoy the feeling of having him this close because I have to end this before it begins. We are all wrong for each other. No matter how attracted I am to him, we can not be together.

"You aren't saying no. You're saying goodbye. Why?" I sigh and bite the inside of my cheek.

How do I answer that? You're a cop, and I'm an MC princess? You're Iranian, and my family is healing from a situation in your motherland? No matter how I phrase it, he'll think I'm a racist bigot. So, I chose the national cop-out.

"Listen, it's not you. No, really!" I protest when he rolls his eyes at me.

It's such a carefree thing for his serious face to do that a small giggle slips from my lips.

"Just one more kiss then." He moves his face closer to mine, which I didn't think was possible.

"I want to remember your taste on my tongue." I gasp, and he moves in to plunder my mouth.

I feel the tie on my scrub pants loosen, and I push him away.

"You said one kiss!" I protest as my pants hang open in his hand.

"I did, but I never said where." Malachi kneels and drags my scrubs and panties down my legs before lifting my leg over his shoulder and kissing my clit.

"I did come here to ask you to dinner. I hope you don't mind me skipping to dessert."

CHAPTERONE

SPARROW

“This is date number,what? Four? Have you put out yet?” I laugh around the rim of my margarita glass at Hannah’s nosy question.

“A lady never kisses and tells,” I smirk as she looks around us in confusion.

“Well, good thing, I don’t see any ladies around. Just us dirty hoes now spill.” I drain my glasses and signal the waiter to bring me another.

“No, not since that mind-blowing orgasm in my office.” She frowns at me.

“Why are you looking at me like that? It was fucking epic.” She narrows her eyes clearly in thought before finally answering me.

“It’s just weird. The man sucks you off within an inch of your life and then hasn’t kissed you or touched you since. I’m starting to think he’s an eunuch.” I almost spill the brand-new drink the waiter is handing me when she drops that bombshell.

“Jesus, Hannah.” I hiss and smile at Lacey as she slides in next to me.

She snatches my drink and empties it in three big swallows.

“Rough day?” Hannah asks as she slides her drink to her as well.

Lacey nods and finishes that one, too. A loud whistle stops everyone in the restaurant as Hannah yells to our waiter, who’s across the room at the bar.

“Better bring a pitcher and an extra glass!” I cover my face to hide it going bright red.

My two best friends are equally embarrassing, but I love them both like sisters.

“I don’t want to talk about it. I just want to get drunk. Now, who’s an eunuch?” I groan when Lacey brings it back up and sit, listening to them discuss my sex life.

My phone buzzes in my lap, and I flip it over and grin.

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