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Their Obsession
Liv
“Ilook fucking ridiculous in this.”
“Shut the fuck up, man. She’ll fucking hear us,” Saint hissed at him.
I almost giggled at their stupidity. But a slap caught my attention.
“Did you just fucking hit me?”
“Yep,” Saint said with a pop of theP.
All right. This was enough. I tried to escape the mainstream media, not bring it straight to me. Those two idiots would draw unwanted attention because of their endless obsession with me.
I pulled up my panties, opened the door and huffed, “What are you two doing here?”
My arms folded across my chest as I glared at their dumbfounded faces and couldn’t stop from laughing even if I tried. Sin and Saint wore blue scrubs. Scrubcaps covered their hair and stethoscopes hung around their necks. But they still wore those stupid skull necklaces.
Saint smacked Sin on the head. “Too loud, man. I told you.”
Sin’s scrub cap flew off his head, leaving his hair a tousled mess, standing on edge. A grunt of frustration escaped him as he eyed Saint and his fists clenched. His temple pulsed from the sides of his forehead and shit was about to go down.
No way. Not on my watch.
“What the hell are you two idiots wearing?”
The sound of my voice drew Sin’s attention back to me, and my distraction had worked. He ripped the stethoscope from his neck and threw it to the floor. Strands of black hair fell into his face as he slightly tilted his chin down and his dark eyes fell on me, but I swear I stopped breathing for all of sixty seconds.
Jesus, Sin could be intense.
“This was Saint’s dumb idea to disguise ourselves, and I was a moron for going along with it.”
“You look ridiculous.” I giggled.
But truthfully, the best friends were incredibly delicious.
“It was a good plan until this asshole ruined it,” Saint admitted with a scowl and tookoff his amusing scrub cap.
“It was doomed from the beginning,” Sin grumbled as he glanced at Saint and a suspicious smirk grew. “But our other plan for destruction worked perfectly.”
I curiously asked, “What plan?”
I uncrossed my arms and stepped closer toward them. A mistake? Maybe. But I wanted an answer.
“We had a prior commitment in the early morning hours,” Sin said and ran his hand across my cheek. “Before you came all over Saint’s face.”
An electric current zinged from his touch, and I batted his hand away. Sin didn’t stop. His fingers traced my lips and the voltage between us returned. This time I didn’t fight; I was too sick of it. I was tired of the constant battle between us from the moment I met him. Talk about the wrong place at the wrong time. But in his deranged mind, he’d view the moment as the right fucking time, down to the very second.
“You still haven’t answered my question.” I glared up at Sin intensely. “What did you do?”
“We can’t kill your fiancé,” Saint answered as he came into view on the other side of Sin and pet my head.
“So we broke his hands,” Sin added with pride and gave a laugh. “One by one we stomped on them, and the scumbag even pissed himself.”
“Can you believe that?” Saint asked and their laughter overtook the room.
I couldn’t. I wished I had witnessed the asshole wetting his pants, but again, another moment these fuckers had stolen from me. Or saved me from?
