Steel craned his neck. “What the fuck are you doing over there?”
She wrung her hands in her lap. “It wasn’t my brother. I’m worried about him, that’s all.”
“Come on over here and I’ll make you forget about him.” He winked at her as he patted the space next to him on the couch.
She shook her head. “We’re attracted to each other. We lost our heads.”
Steel stood up and walked to her. “I didn’t lose shit. I knew exactly what I was doing, and you were fucking loving it. What’s this high school bullshit?”
“You’re my client’s father. I also have your mother on my caseload. You being here is crossing the line, but what we were doing on the couch was way beyond that. I could get fired for this.”
“I’m not gonna fucking tell. And what we were doing on the couch is totally natural. Which asshole screwed you up about men?”
“What do you mean? I’m not screwed up about men.”
“So you think being a tease is normal? I know you want me, but you fucking turn me on, and then you bust my balls. Hell, woman. What’s your goddamn deal?”
“I admit I’m attracted to you, but I already explained how I could lose my job. We need to act like adults and move on. Anyway, I don’t want to get involved with anyone right now.”
“Are you for fucking real? What the hell were we just doing before your damn phone rang? Baby, you’re more than involved.”
“I’m sorry. I know you’re disappointed, but I just can’t. I’m sorry I led you on.”
He laughed wryly. “You don’t have to be sorry. I’m not gonna beg you. I don’t have to. I got plenty of pussy, more than I want. I just feel sorry for you. You’re so fucked up that you don’t even see it.” He stormed over to the door. “No worries, Ms. Quine. I won’t touch you again.” He stepped out, but then turned around. “I’ll send a prospect over to fix your door. Right now I can’t fucking stand the sight of you.” With that, he walked away.
Breanna ran over to the door ready to call him back, but she stopped and stared at his retreating back.
He roared his cams and sped off, leaving a trail of noise without a backward glance.
Heaviness engulfed her as she watched him disappear. He was right; she’d acted like a scared little fool.Why do I lose all reason and decorum around him? Am I a cock tease?She didn’t think so. She was a scared little girl who didn’t want to get her heart broken by a biker like her mother had. She wasn’t her mother and he wasn’t her father, she knew that, but the crack he made about having a bunch of women to screw reinforced her fear that all bikers wanted was easy sex.
Sighing, she closed her door the best she could, hoping the prospect would come fix it before it got dark. She went into the kitchen and took out another wine cooler. From the freezer she pulled out a box of macaroni and cheese and put it in the microwave. Ten minutes later she took her dinner and drink to the living room, switched to one of her favorite TV shows, and tried to ignore the creeping regret that wound its way around her body.
I should ask for a transfer from the rez to the Alina office.
But she knew she wouldn’t. She couldn’t. Steel was already in her blood, and she didn’t have any idea what to do about it.
She wanted him, yet she didn’t.
He’s right. I’m fucked in the head.
She blew on her forkful of mac and cheese and stared at the TV.
Another night in paradise.
