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“You can’t sneak up on me and expect not to get kneed. Defending myself is what I was doing,” I explained with a half shrug, my hands still pinned above my head.
“I wasn’t sneaking up on you. It looked like you were going to the apartment next to mine, which has been vacant for months. It made me suspicious.”
A nervous chuckle escaped. I couldn’t take my eyes off him. He was intense.Don’t grind against him. Do not request him to bang you in this hallway right now.
“I’m going to let you go, but don’t assault me again,” he warned, inspecting me for a few seconds before releasing me. I shook my hands, trying to get feeling back in my arms. Who knew how long we had been standing against the wall like that? It felt like an hour. A mighty thud sounded from the floor above us.
His black pants looked a little dirty, and his tie was loose. The top two buttons of his shirt were undone, giving me a glimpse of a tattoo on the upper left part of his chest. The poor guy had bags under his eyes. He likely just got off work and came home to an insane woman assaulting him. I was such a bitch.
“What kind of pizza do you like?”
Hudson looked at me like I’d just struck him across his face. His brows furrowed.
I kept inquiring what he liked until he ultimately provided me an answer. Pepperoni. A good thing because I had some pizza in my apartment. I felt terrible and wanted to make it up to him. No way I would have attacked him if I had known it was Hudson.
I picked up his keys off the floor and unlocked his door. His apartment was a typical unmarried man’s home. Leather couch, huge TV, and not much else. The one thing I could say about it was that it was clean. Heck, it was more polished than my house was most of the time. I looked around for any clue that a woman lived here. No decorations, pictures, or frilly curtains. He was definitely single.
He excused himself to utilize the bathroom, so I took the opportunity to go next door and gather the pizza. I made it back before he even realized I ever left.
“You sure you don’t like meat lovers? Most men like meat, right? Large sausage for you.”
“You need to leave,” he yelled, going as far as pushing me gently. I hadn’t forgotten where the exit was yet.
“Certainly not. I’m free for the rest of the night. Heat up the pizza, my treat. I feel horrible.”
“Believe me, you got lucky. You wouldn’t have placed a hand on me if I had been prepared.”
I laughed. “You let me knee you? Wow, the kinky sex life you are hiding,” I said with a wink.
All I could think about was him binding me up, showing off his muscles, and making me scream. Thank God, he didn’t catch sight of me looking toward the bedroom.
“Do you use plates or just eat out of the box?” I asked but didn’t receive a reply.
We both ate in absolute silence. To say it was uncomfortable was the understatement of the century.
Chapter 5
Hudson
So, I had an unknown neighbor. The room next to me had been vacant for some time. I had been used to not dealing with noisy neighbors. Especially ones who liked to attack unprovoked and take a shot at my balls.
I was thrilled none of my friends were there to witness that because I’d never hear the end of it. My job might be a little dangerous, but I’d never hesitated. I spent years serving in the military, and they demonstrated how valuable a few seconds were during a crisis. However, Laurel shoving pizza down her throat and watching TV on my couch, I could not have prepared for and probably never would.
“I think it’s time for you to leave.”
Her eyes gazed down into my lap. It twitched.
“You always carry a gun?” she asked intently.
It sounded like a sexual innuendo, and my lower half agreed. Her eyes stopped at my ankle, where my gun was sitting in its holster.
“Ordinary people don’t carry around guns on their ankles. Are you an assassin?” she asked like she was seriously considering that I was an assassin. I couldn’t help but laugh on the spot.
“Have you observed many assassins?” I asked while continuing to laugh at this woman. She was hilarious.
“Of course not. Only in movies but they ordinarily have ankle holsters,” she said as her one eyebrow shot up. I tried to keep myself from smiling. No need for her to know I thought she was mildly amusing. Her long, chestnut hair was pulled up into a high bun, showing off her glowing complexion. Her top was practically painted on, hugging a set of perky breasts that would fit in my hands nicely.
For a moment, I thought about kissing her. I didn’t care that her mouth was filled with food. Knowing my rule, I stopped myself. I was not banging my next-door neighbor. It would only end tragically for both of us. That didn’t stop me from thinking about how amazing she would look naked underneath me.
