Chapter 4
The next morning
Drake woke up groaning at the bright sunlight filtering through his bedroom window. Damn, he should have pulled down his blinds. Throwing an arm over his eyes, he just wanted to get a little more sleep. Clanging in the kitchen made him frown. “What the…” Oh yeah, he’d forgotten about his guest.
Getting up reluctantly, he reached for a pair of boxers. Drake liked to sleep naked, but he didn’t think his shy roommate would appreciate that. Still, he wanted to push her buttons a little by making her uncomfortable. So, he walked out of his bedroom with just the boxer shorts on.
What he found had him grind to a stop. His apartment was spotless. His carpet was vacuumed. Did he even own a vacuum? The counters were empty of his earlier mess, dishes washed, and there was a pleasant smell like an air freshener. He didn't even know he had an air freshener. He turned to say something, but he forgot the words as soon as he saw her. Jinx was currently standing on a chair in the kitchen, reaching up to put dishes away in the cabinets. Her long t-shirt rose up her legs, a pair of pink panties were poking out.
“Oh, good morning Drake.”
“Morning,” he said, licking his lips. She had great legs, nice and smooth and toned. Images of those legs wrapped around him had his cock waking up and ready to go. “What are you doing?”
“I thought I would show you my appreciation for your hospitality by cleaning a little.” She turned and was about to jump down but Drake was there his hands to her small waist and picking her up. He slid her down his body and enjoyed the feel of her.
“Thank you.” His voice was husky with desire. He kept her in his arms, her body trapped between his body and the bar.
“Drake…” Hwr voice was a whisper.
He wanted to kiss her. Leaning down toward those soft lips, he was going to put action to thought when the sound of a love song interrupted them. “What is that?”
She shoved against his chest breaking free. “My phone.”
Drake watched as Jinx rushed past him to her backpack and pulled out her phone. “Hello.”
He grabbed a plastic cup and poured him a glass of water trying to pretend that he wasn’t eavesdropping. He sipped the water not leaving from his vantage point where he could watch and hear every word.
“I arrived just fine last night, Steve. I was kind of tired and hit the sack.” She glanced over Drak’s way and he quickly turned to open the refrigerator. She moved to the window as she continued talking. “I can’t think about that right now. My decision hadn’t changed. No, I can’t give you my address; the place I was supposed to move into isn’t available. It may take a few days or weeks to find a new place. I’m staying with a coworker right now, but I’ll be looking for a hotel room to stay at. Just a coworker, it shouldn’t matter. Steve, we’ve talked about this. I don’t have to explain myself. Look, I’ve got to go to work, it’s my first day. I’m going to be busy, but if I have time I’ll try to call you later. Bye.” She hung up and glanced over at him.
Drake jerked his attention back to the refrigerator. Who the hell wasSteve? He couldn’t hang out in the fridge any longer. Closing it, he looked her way. “Sorry, there’s no food that’s edible. I could stop on the way to work at a little diner.”
“That’s fine. I’ll be ready in five minutes,” she said, grabbing some clothes out of her suitcase and heading to the bathroom.
Drake snorted. Five minutes his ass. He’d never met any female who could get dressed in that short a time. Going to his bedroom he pulled out a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. He slid his shoulder holster on and put his gun in it. He had a knife tucked in his boot and hung his cuffs to hang off his belt loop. The last thing he grabbed was his badge off the dresser and put it on his shirt. Walking out of his bedroom he noticed that the bathroom door was open but the light was off.
“Man, you took a long time getting ready. I’ve been waiting forever,” Jinx said, standing by the door.
Jinx had her multi-colored hair up in a ponytail and was wearing a light amount of makeup complimenting her fair delicate features. Her clothes were simple; jeans and a t-shirt with a leather vest over it. Her outfit was more form fitting, and he had to admire the way it emphasized her breasts. They were bigger than he’d thought, much more than a handful. A throat clearing made him realize she had caught him checking her out. He looked up into her sparkling blue eyes.
“Ready to go?” she asked.
“Yeah. I’ll call Vic when we get to the diner to see what’s going on at the hospital and where he wants you to start your training.”
“Sounds good.” She opened the door and went out first.
When they got to the elevator, he noticed that there was a sign on it saying that it was out of order. She frowned and looked at him. “Is there another elevator?”
Drake shook his head in frustration. “We’ll have to take the stairs.”
Here it comes, he thought, she would bitch about having to go down six flights, stomp her foot and wail over it. When she simply turned and walked to the stairway without complaint, he was shocked. She wasn’t like any female he had ever met. He didn’t know how to deal with her and who the hell was this Steve?
*****
Jinx walked down the stairs humming a tune. She was grateful she had kept herself in shape, or this would have killed her. She glanced back at Drake. He was barely out of breath. His muscles bulged against his t-shirt. She wondered how many weapons he carried.
Stepping on a weak step, she called out a warning, “Watch it, there’s a weak step!”
No sooner had she said it than she heard wood cracking and a yelp. She turned around to see Drake was on his back and one foot had gone straight through the step. She rushed back up to his side and squatted down.
