His eyes met mine, then shifted to the person next to me, hardening. I followed his line of sight, finding the asshole.
Great.
Strong arms bent as he lowered into the seat, officially making it an overcrowded table. He arrogantly stretched out, claiming his space. Body so close I could feel the heat radiating off his shoulder, a mere three inches away. Rolling up his sleeves, he stopped below his elbows.
I couldn’t control my stare. Those strong forearms. And that scent . ..
Shit! Stop looking!
My eyes darted away, searching for anyrandom spot on the distant wall.
The other men chattered among themselves. It was the awkward socializing before a meeting started. If only I had a swivel chair to distract my nerves.
Asshole had watched our exchange and now had the audacity to narrow his eyes at me.
“Can I help you?” I spat out.
“Professor?” he questioned.
I glared, then looked away, determined to ignore him. I redirected my attention to the side conversations around the table.
From the corner of my vision, I could still feel his gaze on me, like hands exploring my body.
A shoulder touched mine, leaning closer.
“What do you teach,professor?” Asshole quipped, skeptically.
I was so done with his arrogance.
Turning, I gave him my most insincere, mocking smile.
“Intro to sucking dick!”
“Fuck sake,” Lochlainn swore at the end of the table.
I made my words sickeningly sweet, along with my face.
“You know, maybe you should take the course! I feel like a stiff one would do you some good. A favor to us all, really—something to cork up your pie hole.”
The assholegaped.
Maybe I’d hallucinated, but it almost looked like the corner of his mouth curled.Almost.
Laughter roared. Someone’s fist banged the table.
I sarcastically continued, “What? Was that not the answer you were looking for? Since you seem so convinced I’m a prostitute.”
“What?” Finley interjected, face fixed on Assholein disapproval.
Asshole’ssmug grin returned, widening.
“It was a misunderstanding. I apologize for assuming you shared Lochlainn’s bed after receiving paid work from him. I must’ve been mistaken since you haven’t. Isn’t that right?”
My mouth slightly parted, aghast.
Bastard!That conniving, manipulative snake!How the hell could he have known I’d hooked up with Lochlainn?
It was after the first time I’d worked for him and mind you, a complete drunken mistake. Normally I’d have said no to late-night drinks and canoodling with burly mobsters, but my impulses stupidly slipped. And, well, one thing led to another.
