Confusion rippled across Adina’s features, but she backed up to Mercy’s door and peered inside, announcing my visit. Seconds ticked by, and then Adina waved me forward, returning to her desk as I marched past her and into Mercy’s office.
The woman I couldn’t stop thinking about sat behind her computer, working away. Without bothering to so much as glance in my direction, she said, “I’m almost done here.”
I grabbed the door, pulling it closed behind me.
“No,” she snapped. “Door stays open.”
I’d made the woman scream my name, but this was how she wanted to play it. Fine. I could be cool. Releasing the door, I moseyed over to the chairs in front of her desk and sat, watching her work. Her teeth bit into her bottom lip as her eyes danced across her screen. She typed something and then released her lip with a heavy exhale that drew my attention to her tits. Her rack was spectacular. Since my face had been mostly between her legs the night we’d fucked, I hadn’t spent nearly enough time on her breasts. That needed to change. Assuming she ever lets me into her bed again.
Brilliant blue eyes caught me looking and sparked with satisfaction as she straightened in her seat. The little vixen knew exactly what she did to me.
“What are you doing here?” she asked.
I’d gotten lost in those giant sapphires for a heartbeat, but her sharp tone pulled me back into reality.
“I see the club showed up.”
Her eyebrows rose, and something I couldn’t decipher flickered across her face. Amusement? Anger? She was usually expressive, but I couldn’t get a read on her right now. “Sure did. Any idea who made them aware of the preschool’s situation?”
The question felt like a trap, and I desperately wanted to make her come again, so I took a beat to think over my answer before settling on the truth. “I told them.”
“I know.” She leaned back in her chair and folded her arms. “And it wasn’t your news to share. This is my business you’re interfering in.”
“They’re helping.”
“That’s not the point. I answer to a board of directors, some of whom were hesitant to accept the bikers’ donation.”
“They sound wise.”
Her eyes narrowed. “Or closed-minded. What if—like you—they assume the club is connected to the attack? Now, the board will probably get word that two menacing bikers are in front of the school, scaring away families, and I get to explain why the club is replacing the door.”
“I don’t see the problem.”
She stood and looked down at me from across her desk. “Did you or did you not bust into the club and accuse them of knowing about the door?”
“I wouldn’t say accused….”
“Again, you’re missing the point.”
I kept my ass in my seat, letting her think she had the upper hand. “And what’s the point?”
“You keep sticking your nose in where it doesn’t belong.”
“I’m only trying to help you.”
She closed her laptop. “Appreciated, but I don’t need your help. I have things under control.”
I chuckled. “Don’t think you understand the definition of appreciated, and like hell you do. Have you forgotten that I’m the one who taught you how to remove blood stains? After I stitched up your brother.” Right before I’d had the most incredible fucking sex of my life. But I couldn’t tell her that. Even if I wasn’t sure that she felt the same. I’d given her more orgasms than I’d ever given any woman, and her pleasure had been all too real.
I was still fucking dreaming about it.
She had to be, too.
“I’ve had a lousy month,” Mercy said.
I scoffed. “You think? Babe. Listen. I’m not offering help forever. Until the twenty-second is all I have, and I don’t want you to fucking die while I’m here and can do something about it. Why is that so goddamn hard for you to accept?”
She stared at me as if she’d never heard words before. Any words.
