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He ponders for a moment. “You’re going to have to lease it for a year.”
“Whatever, man. A year’s lease. How much?”
“I’m thinking a dollar a month, three months damage deposit.” He furrows his brow like he’s counting in his head. “$15 in total.” He pauses. “You break the lease, you forfeit all the money.”
“I fuckin’ give up,” I exclaim as I pull out my wallet out and open it. “Here.” I plunk a $10 and a $5 on the table. “One year, paid up. Now give me the key, I have things to do.”
He grins like he’s just beat me at poker, then opens the top drawer of his desk and pulls out two sets of keys and some remote-control door openers. “Gate,” he says pointing. “Garage, front door. I’ll get the intercom at the gate set to Casper Horne.” He scribbles on a note and passes it to me. “The code for the alarm. It’s part of the rent. So’s the cable, power, water, and sewer. Gardener and building maintenance are part of the HOA payment, which is also covered by your rental fee.”
I rub the bridge of my nose. “You’re a hard bargainer, asshole.”
He smirks. “You have no idea.”
CHAPTERTWENTY-THREE
Evanee
I’m locking up for the day when I get a text from Trigger.
Hi gorgeous.
My stomach does a belly flip.
Hi handsome.
Need you to meet me here.
He sends me an address.
Okay. What for?
Curious kitten. You’ll see when you get here.
I smile at his endearment.
Mysterious. I like it. Shall I come now?
Your clit can wait. I’ll look after it when you get here.
I suck in a breath at how primal he is.
I suppose I can wait.
No supposing about it. Move your pretty ass.
I look up from my phone to see Wendy watching me.
“The boyfriend?” she says with a knowing glint in her eye.
“Yeah.” It’s possible I sighed it.
She shuffles a few things around on her desk, looking at them, not me. “Going well then?”
I’m not sure what she’s asking. Usually, she isn’t coy. “Yes. It’s going really well.” I pause. “What’s up, Wendy?”
She purses her lips. “The guy’s hot, but he’s a smooth talker. I know. I’ve met a million in my day. He’s in a different food group than you are. You’re used to suits and five-star hotels. That’s not who he is. He charms, flirts.” She shrugs. “He’s the bad boy type that all the girls want to tame.”
I never would have thought it, but Wendy has a mom complex. “I don’t want to tame him, Wendy. I like it on the wild side.”
