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His life?
What about my life?
I’m the one who was brought here against my will.
“Are you insane? You have to be insane. There’s no other explanation.”
Without bothering to answer, he looks back at me for a brief moment. His lips tug at the corners before he shakes his head again.
“Fucking women,” he mutters to himself. “Always a goddamned problem.”
On that, he slams the door shut, leaving me alone to wonder what the hell these people have planned for me.
Shane
That was way too close. Another few seconds lying on top of her like that, and I would have lost the ability to control myself. Our mouths were so close. All it would have taken was another centimeter, and my lips would have been on hers.
And that can’t happen.
Not when she thinks I’m Satan.
And definitely not while she continues to hate me.
Not that I want to kiss her, of course. Not a girl like Brinley.
She’s the type to fall in love too easily and then give you puppy eyes when she begs you to call her the next day.
I’m not the type, and I don’t have time for sappy bullshit. So it was necessary for me to leave before making a mistake that would only end up hurting her.
I can be a nice guy when I want to be.
Turning a corner into the living room, I stop in place to find Luca, Ivy, Gabe and Tanner waiting for me.
I’m not surprised. I knew the minute I picked up Brinley from the car and dealt with the fucking problem by carrying her annoying ass inside, both Luca and Ivy would be running to tattle on me.
I’m fed up with their bullshit, though and I want to get this over with. So instead of playing whatever game they have planned this time, I ask a simple question.
“What’s the plan for her?”
Dropping my weight into a seat facing them, I ignore the concerned looks from Luca and Ivy, the way Gabe’s shoulders are shaking with silent laughter and Tanner’s typical pissed off glare that is nowhere near as adorable as Brinley’s.
At least her glare is amusing.
Tanner’s feels like a dick being shoved up my ass with no warning or lubrication.
Stretching my legs out in front of me, I reach back to fold my arms behind my head. I’m sitting like a fucking king in the hot seat without one fuck to give about it.
Why?
Because I did my fucking job, regardless of whether they liked the method I chose to complete it. And since I’m satisfied with a job well done, there’s nothing they can say that will bother me.
Gabe attempts his shit first.
“I think the first question we need to ask is whether we’re planning something for a live woman or a dead body. One requires a little finesse, and the other requires a shovel.”
“Finesse, which you’re apparently lacking,” Tanner adds, his voice barely disguising his anger.
I smile at that.
