Page 4 of Vanilla and Vice


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Just as I suspected I would, I wanted to be as far away from the strange man as possible.

“I’m good,” I said, covering my eyes from the sun as I looked up at him. “But thank you.”

I hoped my words would be enough to see him on his way, but after a minute passed, I knew he would not go easily.

“Are you sure? A tiny thing like you shouldn’t be trying to move this big car by yourself.”

He licked his lips, his eyes moving up my legs as he brought a cigarette to his lips that was almost smoked down to the filter. He sucked hard, and it burned and crackled before he lifted his head to blow the smoke out from between his cracked lips.

He was attempting to flirt.

He thought he was turning me on, but he was only turning my stomach.

“I’m fine. Thank you,” I stressed the word.

I tucked a piece of hair behind my ear and attempted to ignore him, hoping it would be obvious I wasn’t interested, and I wanted him to leave me alone, but that didn’t happen.

Instead, I felt the car door jerk, pulling roughly on my arm before his foul smell invaded my nose. He kneeled in front of me, his mix of body odor and cigarettes making my empty stomach roil.

“You shouldn’t be rude to someone trying to help you.”

“Sorry,” I mumbled, ignoring the sudden thump in my chest. “I was taught not to talk to strangers.”

He chuckled. “Strangers, huh? I can take care of that problem. We could get to know each other real good, real fast.”

His words turned my empty stomach once again, and I held back the urge to gag.

“The lady said she was good.”

Another deep voice sounded, surprising both the unwanted intruder pretending to help and me.

I turned my head toward the newcomer, and my breath caught. Saliva pooled in my mouth as my eyes moved over the gorgeous stranger. I swallowed before I drowned myself and watched quietly as the drifter turned and faced the gorgeous stranger with foolish determination.

“And who are you? Her bodyguard?”

The new stranger grinned down at him, but there was nothing friendly about his grin.

“I’m someone who rarely gives warnings and doesn’t fucking repeat himself.”

The foul smelling man stood, facing the handsome newcomer. My heart was still pounding as my eyes moved back and forth between them. I’d never been in a situation like this, and I had no idea what to do other than sit here.

Seconds passed before he lifted his shoulders in a shrug. “Your loss, doll face.” With the flick of his cigarette, he left.

I slumped against the car, my head falling back as the ability to breathe became easier again.

“Do you need me to call someone to haul this piece of shit away?”

Remembering I wasn’t alone, I lifted my head, squinting against the sun.

Once again, I was struck by how good looking he was. His dark jeans fit with perfection, and the white button-up looked like it had been custom made for him. He had left the top few buttons undone, and his chest was bare and tanned. His dark hair was cut and styled, and my only complaint was the sunglasses that covered his eyes.

His mouth tilted into a grin, this one much friendlier, and I realized I was still staring at him. My cheeks burned, and I hoped he thought it was from the sun.

“This piece of shit is just out of gas. I’ll be fine, thank you.”

“Suit yourself, but I only feel like I must warn you that guy wasn’t the only one of his kind. There will be more like him.”

I bit my lip, and my eyes shifted around me.

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