Page 58 of Wild Fire


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Well then.

“He’s stillgonnasee you in it,”he pointed out a lot less heatedly.

“Who cares?He’s the means to an end and that’s all.Andseriously, Dutch, yougottatrust me,that’s all.”

“I know that’s all, but the way you describe this guy, Idon’t got a good feeling about him.”

“He’s a lech, but he’s also a good source, and I can handlemyself, and you have to trust that too.”

Shit.

He did.

And right then, that blew.

“Don’t call me a dummy,” he said.

“I will when you’re being ridiculously bossy and a dummy.Imean,gross.I’d never wear something sexy forJackson.Oranyone for purposes such as that.I want justice for Carlyle, but there arecertain lines a girl doesn’t cross.At least this girl doesn’t.”

“Good to know,” he muttered.

“And anyway, this is just a cute dress.It’s not sexy.Youjust like me.”

“Babe, when you grow a dick, you can say shit like that.Trust me, it’s sexy.”

“Really?”she asked, looking down at herself.

Fucking hell.

What was he going to do with this woman?

He knew.

“Get over here.Iwannakiss youstupid so you don’t forget who you’recomin’ home toat the end of the night.”

She shook her head and added rolling her eyes.“Like I’dforget, Dutch.You’re the hottest guy I’ve ever dated, and I’m saying thatperemptorily, because we haven’t actually been on a date.And I’m not countinglunch with two cops as a date, no matter how good my burrito was.”

“Okay, now yougottaget over hereso I can kiss you stupid because what you said was so sweet and you’rebein’ your usual hilarious.”

“You just want to kiss me because I’m in this dress.”

“Iwannakiss you all the time,but I need to kiss you now because you’re in that dress.”

“There you go, Dutch, the reason I’min this dress.”

He was seeing he needed to have his head examined because hewasa total dummy getting hooked up with a woman who was absolutelynot.

In the end, he went to her to kiss her stupid.

He then crated her cat, grabbed her laptop case, she wentoff on her date-not-date and he came home with Murtagh.

The cat had something to say about his new environs, and hesaid that something continuously.

Until his food was down.

Then Murtagh couldn’t give that first shit where he was.

And now, the only thing that had happened that night washe’d avoided two calls from Jag, one from his mom, and got a text that read,Callyour motherfrom Hound.