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I highly doubt that, but for the sake of multiple texts back and forth, care to elaborate?
An incoming picture of him blowing me a kiss through the camera has me shaking my head in exasperation. At least it wasn’t a dick pic.
Me
Be serious
Blue Eyes
I am being serious. Oh, and I’ve got intel. Thought you might want to meet up
My eyebrows shoot up in surprise and my pulse quickens. Intel? Is he serious. If he’s pushing my buttons again, I’m not gonna be so compliable. He’ll think a knife to the balls was a walk in the park.
I press the call button as I rise from my desk. He answers on the first ring. “Told you I’d write,” he laughs down the phone.
“Shut up and tell me what you’ve got.”
“Right now? I’ve got a chub for your sexy telephone voice.”
This man will be the death of me…
“Do I have to come there and kick your ass again?”
“Again? I’ve had worse slaps from my mother, Hell Cat. I’ve been dreaming of you.”
I try not to let that idea get to my head. Nevada is a player. A womanizer. I’m nothing special to him and as long as I remember that and keep my head in the game, it’ll be alright.
“You spend way too much time thinking of new nicknames for me, you need a better hobby.” Halo looks up from her computer and gives me a coy smile. I turn my back on her and walk toward the window.
“Oh, I have one, but touchin’ myself everyday while picturing how good we’d be in bed doesn’t pay the bills, Mama.”
I make a strangled sound in the back of my throat as I almost choke on my own spit. Jeepers, this guy does not mince words. It’s like his filter is permanently set to off.
“Anyone ever told you that you need to wash your mouth out?”
“My mom tells me daily, but she’s as pure as the driven snow so I’d expect that from her, but from you? Not a chance.”
“You don’t know me.”
“Well, I’m about to be your new best friend.”
“Really, and why’s that?”
“I got a sit down with Cash, oh, and I invited Brew and Haze along for the ride. Figured we could hit them all at once with questions.”
I don’t like the way he says we. Like he’s somehow inserting himself into my crusade.
I swallow hard. “You did?” I turn back to Halo. She glances up again and I make a rapid continuing circle with my index finger. She takes her glasses off and rises from behind her desk, reaching for her purse.
“Hey, I said I’d deliver and I did. I wasn’t forgettin’ our deal, Mama.”
“We didn’t make a deal.”
“Yep, we did. I said if I helped you, then you’d have to scream my name...”
My knees just about go weak when I remember his actual words:“That’s it, Mama. You keep recitin’ that name, pretty girl. Because when we meet again, you’re gonna be screamin’ it for all of New Orleans to hear. You got me?”
This man isn’t doing this to help you. He’s doing it to help himself.
