Page 45 of Martina


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“What?” Marisol makes a face. “No way nothing happened.”

“Nothing happened.” I shift my gaze from side to side and lean in. “Although, I did see him in the shower.”

“Whoa, whoa.” Maxie flaps her arms around. “You saw him in the shower? How did that happen?”

“He left his bedroom door open, and when I heard the shower turn on, I?—”

“So, you were spying on him?” Marisol grins and turns to Maxie. “This girl isn’t as sweet as she seems—and I love it.”

“How was the view in the shower?” Maxie grins.

“Amazing.” A little jolt shoots up my spine at the memory.

“What happened the next morning?” Marisol asks.

“The next morning, he cooked breakfast for me and?—”

“Stop.” Marisol holds up her palm. “Nothing happened the night before, and the next morning he was cooking for you.”

I nod. “Then we just got talking about stuff. He told me about his exes and how and why he had to leave the States. It was really?—”

“Girl, this is too weird,” Maxie interrupts. “You’re telling us Diesel cooked for you and opened up about his past to you.”

“Yeah, he was kind of sweet.”

“Sweet!” Maxie shouts. “Now I know you’re talking about somebody else.”

“No, really. Totally different than the alpha asshole who was just here. I actually thought we made a connection.”

“This is worse than I thought.” Maxie and Marisol exchange a look.

“What?”

“I just figured you had some hot sex and tore up the sheets ‘cause Diesel is usually ‘hit it and quit it.’” Marisol says. “And he’s never opened up to anyone. I doubt if Smoke or Blood know his whole backstory.”

“He’s totally into you,” Maxie adds. “I’ve worked with him in the gym for over a year, and I’ve never seen him react to anyone like he did just now.”

“He was so obnoxious. He acted like he could hardly stand me. Then ordering around poor Jared like he was a lowly servant, and demanding me to stay put.”

Marisol cocks her head. “As a prospect, Jared kinda is Diesel’s servant. He has to do whatever a member tells him if he wants to patch-in someday.”

“Still Diesel seemed pissed off at me mostly.”

“No, hon, that was Diesel staking his claim and telling Jared to back off. He wouldn’t have done that if he didn’t care.” Maxie looks at Marisol, then back at me. “I’m guessing this is your first experience with an alpha male.”

I bite my lower lip. “My experience with men hasn’t been the best.”

“We can fix it, if that’s what you want.” Marisol grins.

I smile and play along, but there’s no future here or with Diesel, as long as Benito’s a threat.

“You are talking to two women well-versed in alpha-holes.”Maxie winks at Marisol. “I think we can help her with that, don’t you?”

“Absolutely, especially if he thinks he’s not going to have to work for it.”

“I have a feeling Diesel’s life is about to get complicated.”

“Very complicated,” Marisol agrees.