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Her eyes leave my face and zero in on my shirt. She lets out a soft breath.
“Is that blood?”
I look downward, my eyes trailing to the tiny smudge against my shirt.
“That fucker got blood on me,” I mutter.
“You just killed someone?” Sophia asks.
I nod.
“Who?”
“A guy who deserved it.”
She’s silent for several seconds.
“Okay,” she breathes. “Come on, let’s go in. I was just about to fix a late-night snack. Are you hungry?”
She glances at me and smirks, “Sorry, that was a stupid question, of course you’re hungry. You’re always hungry.”
I chuckle. We’ve been sneaking around and meeting up for almost three weeks now. I haven’t seen her in a couple of days though. I’ve been busy with work. I’m glad I came here today though and I’m glad she doesn’t ask any further questions. I really don’t want to talk about it.
“I’m a big man, blondie,” I state.
“That doesn’t mean you should be eating like The Hulk,” she says as we walk into the kitchen.
“I take offense to that,” I mutter and she laughs.
After handing me a sandwich, she stares at me for a couple of seconds across the kitchen island.
“So what do you want to do?” Sophia asks.
I shrug. If I’m being honest, I came here for sex. But now that I am here, now that she’s in front of me, the last thing I want to do is climb into bed with her. It would feel like I’m using her and I don’t want to do that. And even seeing her has chased away the ringing in my head. I feel lighter than I did minutes ago.
“We could watch a movie,” I suggest. “You promised to watch fight club.”
She groans, “Tony, it’s the middle of the night. We have work tomorrow.”
“But you’ll still watch it right?” I ask hopefully.
She wrinkles her nose and it’s so adorable I can’t help a smile. Followed by my heart lurching in my chest.
“Fine. One hour and then we go to sleep,” she replies.
“Just sleep?” I ask because I am still a man and she looks fucking hot in her tiny shorts and the article of clothing that barely covers her tits.
Sophia flutters her eyelashes, “If you want to give me an orgasm or two before bed I’m not complaining.”
I chuckle as I follow her out of the kitchen, my eyes fixed on her jiggling ass and my mind trying it’s best not to start to analyzing the reason I came here. Because if I’m seeking her out over something like that, then this whole thing might be more dangerous than I originally thought.
* * *
“We have a problem,”is the first thing that greets me as soon as I walk into our building the next day.
I arch an eyebrow at Michael while Roman sits up in his chair.
“What is it?” he questions.
