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He had some serious issues.
“What is he doing here?”
I rolled my eyes at Benito as I strolled down the hallway of our office building. Usually, home base was the club, but not today. It was time to work out of the stuffy professional block. Too bad, I preferred a place where I could get a stiff drink and flirt.
My eyes darted over my shoulder. Ash followed behind, looking at everything. He hurried to keep up. I groaned.Right, can’t go flirting with the little puppy around. He asked for it to be one on one.
That was still odd as hell to me. Why would he only want me to sleep with him? If anything, it was in his favor to want me to fuck someone else. At least it wouldn’t all rest on him. Although, based on his stamina, that wouldn’t be a problem.
Maybe it’s greed. If he keeps me all to himself, he can get away from me a lot faster.
As soon as I thought that, my stomach tightened, and a queasy feeling worked its way up my throat. I was instantly reminded of this morning, hugging the porcelain throne as I prayed to every saint from memory to deliver me from lobster evil.
“Gin,” Benito growled.
“He hates being alone,” I said, waving a hand. “All I have to do is boring clerical shit today.” I stopped. “Let me tell you something, though. If youevercome over to my house and try to poison me again—”
“What are you talking about?” He sighed in exasperation.
“What am I talking about? Um, I threw up so hard my throat hurts!” I snapped. “What the hell did you two do to that food? I feel like it was done on purpose. If you want to kill me, at least shoot me in the fucking face.”
Benito blinked. “We followed the recipe.”
I threw my hands up. “That’s what you both keep saying!”
“We did,” Ash added. “Every step.”
“Stop talking before I throw up on everyone,” I muttered, letting myself into my office. I moved behind the desk and plopped down. “Stay out of my goddamn house,” I told Benito.
“Take care of him, and I will,” he said, nodding to Ash.
“I’m doing that,” I retorted through gritted teeth. “But I also don’t want to die the next time I have to work.”
Benito glared at me. “You’re ungrateful.”
“I’m grateful to my toilet for always having my back!” I shouted after him as he slammed my door. Shaking my head, I booted up my computer. My eyes landed on Ash, who stood in front of me, bouncing from one foot to the other. “Will you sit down? You don’t have to wait to be told.”
Ash swallowed. “Yeah, usually I do,” he muttered, rubbing the back of his neck. “Sorry, keep forgetting I’m not at home.”
I leaned forward, lacing my fingers together as I stared at him. “You know, every story I hear about your father makes me want to cut him up into tiny little pieces and stick him in a stew.”
Ash pulled a face. “A stew you’d eat?”
I shrugged. “I’d at least try it, but with your father in it, the damn thing would probably taste like shit.”
Ash burst out laughing before he slapped a hand over his mouth. “Shit. Shit.”
“Hey, he’s not here,” I pointed out. “That bastard can’t do shit to you, so you laugh all you want. Okay?”
Slowly, he pulled his hand away. “I can’t help it.”
“I know.” I shrugged. “Doesn’t mean I’m not going to try to get you to make fun of that annoying bastard every chance I get.” A knock rang out on my door, and I groaned. “Fuck me. Already? Come in.”
The door opened, and I grinned. Able Hollister. He breezed through the door, looking relaxed, but I could already see the irritation on his face.
“Able,” I said. “Have a seat.”
“Thank you.” He stopped and turned to stare at Ash. “Who is this?”
