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“Ah, hell.” My whole body twitched, a warm, tingling flush moving through my limbs and pooling in my balls.
Lachlan was panting hard, his voice gruff when he said, “Come for me, baby.”
And God, my balls tightened even further at hearing that. Before I knew what was happening, my orgasm was ripping through me like a tornado. I just went along for the ride as come shot out of me, hitting my chin and cheek.
Lachlan thrust harder and then went rigid as he unloaded inside me. He rode out his orgasm with slower, deeper thrusts, and then he slumped forward, my legs loosely wound around his lower back.
We were quietly panting as we clung to each other until our heart rates evened out. I nearly protested when I felt his weight lift off me. He was back a moment later with a damp towel, wiping me down as I lay comatose, barely able to help or keep my eyes open.
My words sounded slurred when I said, “Thank you. So damned good. Never had better.”
I felt him gently kiss my throat, and then I was out.
31
LACHLAN
I had a phone interview the next morning with the owner of a salon who was out of the country, and that went fairly well. I didn’t feel comfortable enough to tell him about my background, not like I did with Carlos, but he hadn’t asked anyway. We planned to meet in person at his place of business on the east side when he got back to the States in two weeks.
Two weeks seemed so far away. I’d admit that waiting for employment news was making me stir-crazy, especially since Foster had returned from his trip. It called our agreement into question, and though he said there was no deadline, I felt like it was looming all the same.
I headed out the door with Oscar for a walk before the rain hit late afternoon. When I saw a help wanted sign for a dishwasher outside a restaurant, I stored the number in my phone. I figured if I didn’t hear back from these interviews, it might be smart to apply to places outside of the hair industry. It would be minimum wage, but it was better than nothing. And way better than living on the streets.
My mind immediately sprang to Foster and that quote: “You don’t love someone for their looks, or their clothes, or their fancy car, but because they sing a song only you can hear.”
It was true enough, especially after fucking him the other night. It was like the heavens opened up and the angels were singing, that’s how incredible it had been. But in order to feel more like me, I needed to bounce back—with the help of the new perspective on life the past year had given me.
I made a visit to the shelter and spoke to Tessa about the manager of the coffee shop and my conversation with Joe and Darius. As before, Oscar was a big hit with the residents. Who could resist petting a sweet dog?
“Well, if you didn’t convince them, maybe the latest attack will.”
“There was another? Where this time?”
“On the East Bank of the Flats.”
I frowned. “Sucks.”
“In better news, your haircuts are a big hit. It’s all the buzz around here—no pun intended.”
I grinned because if nothing more, I had that. Making people happy in my own little way. Even for free. Like Carlos said, I was giving back to the community.
I had my supplies with me, but even if there were no customers under the bridge today, I still made my way there to see if Joe and Darius were around. I wouldn’t bug them about it or even bring it up again, but others were bound to be discussing the latest assault.
Turned out I was right. It was the hot topic of conversation under the bridge, mainly because the woman who’d been sprayed was present. Her eyes were still red, but when Oscar sniffed near her feet, she smiled.
“Is he friendly?” she asked in a tired voice. She’d likely been up all night.
“He is.” I crouched down to eye level and encouraged her to pet Oscar. “I’m sorry about the assault. The same thing happened to me a month or so ago.”
She nodded. “I heard about it.”
“I spoke to Officer Holt and filed a police report. It would help if more people came forward.”
She bristled. “I’d be too nervous to step foot in a police station.”
“What if I went with you?” Joe said, appearing in my side view. I inhaled sharply, surprised by his change of heart.
“You’d do that?” she asked him.
“I sure would.” He clenched his jaw, tension thrumming through him. Maybe he felt like enough was enough. “How about right now? So they can see for themselves the damage that man is causing.”
“I can be an eyewitness,” Darius said from behind them, and I breathed out in relief. I didn’t think Darius would acknowledge he’d witnessed my assault too, but it didn’t matter. We all had our reasons.
