Page 31 of Evil Enemy


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This is where I should have been tonight. Here, with my people. Not feeling guilty over Boston and being disappointed by my family. Who needed all of that when I had this?

But I mustn’t have had much of a poker face, because while the others went back to their beers and conversation, Fawn stood and trailed me through the club to the little office in the back where I had a desk. I didn’t spend much time in here because administration duties weren’t my favorite, but sometimes, shutting myself off from the rest of the club was the only way to get any work done.

She shut the door quietly behind her, closing the two of us inside the windowless room. “What happened?”

I forced a smile, not wanting to burden her with my troubles. “Nothing. All set for tonight?”

“Of course. But there’s something wrong.”

“Really, I’m fine.” I knew she didn’t believe me.

“Lyric and I can cover your dances tonight if you aren’t in the mood and just want to hide back here or something.”

Fawn was the newest member of my staff. She’d only been here two years, and yet somehow, she was the one who knew me best. She saw through the front I put up for the others. I knew they cared about me, just like I cared about them, but Fawn had gotten deep under my skin and into my soul.

That didn’t mean I wanted her worrying about me. “Thanks, but I’ll be fine. I’ll be out soon to get ready. I just want to pay a couple of bills first.”

Fawn hovered uncertainly for a moment but then nodded and left me alone. The music was muffled back here, in my tiny room, and I threw my phone and keys down on the desk before slumping into my chair. It was barely nine, and I felt like I could sleep for a month, despite not doing anything physical all day. I really did need to pay some bills, but that felt like an overwhelming task. As did working for the rest of the night. Maybe I should take the night off and just hang out in here.

My phone buzzed, and I leaned over to retrieve it. I sat a little straighter when I recognized the number, suddenly not so tired.

Boston

What are you doing?

Why did just the sight of his name send a thrill straight down low between my legs?

Eve

You ignore me all day and now you message me at nine? Is this a booty call?

I cringed after I sent it. It was a joke, but from the little I knew about Boston, there was a good chance the man couldn’t take one.

Boston

I would have waited ‘til ten for that.

Well, well. What do you know? Mr. Straight and Narrow did have a sense of humor.

Eve

Just as well. I would have turned you down.

Boston

You don’t do booty calls, huh? Is that why you need a massive dildo with my name on it?

I blew out a breath and realized I was smiling. Touché, Officer Boston. Touché.

Eve

It was just a gag gift my friends got me. I really am sorry about that.

Boston

Don’t be. Sorry I was short with you earlier. Shit day.

Eve

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