“You have me at a disadvantage, beautiful. You know me, but I don’t know you.”
“You don’t need to. I just need to deliver something to you.”
“Yes, for Randy. What is it that he has sent you to do for him?”
She made an adorable sound of derision. “He didn’t send me. I forced him to tell me how to find you. It was a lot easier to do since he isn’t exactly in all that great of shape. Thanks for that by the way. I hope he learns his lesson this time.”
I moved my arm back just a bit, starting to get a little more of the picture. I may be a lot of things, but a homewrecker was not one of them.
“Randy sent his girlfriend to pay off his debt?” He was more of a coward than I thought.
The beauty by my side cringed. “Hell, no. I am not his girlfriend. Ew.”
I chuckled and moved my arm back, sliding a tad bit closer at the same time. She was grossed out enough by the comment that she didn’t seem to notice. I took advantage of that fact and went a step further. I lightly began to brush my fingers through her long brown hair. It felt better than imagined.
“Then who are you?”
She grimaced again. “His sister.”
“Ah. So, the little brother got himself in too deep this time and went running to big sis to rescue him. Must have been quite the shock for you.” The look on her face was telling. It was subtle, but the small grimace behind the eyes was there. “Or was it not a surprise?”
She blew out a breath and melted just a bit as my fingers slowly started working closer to the back of her neck. Somebody needed a good massage.
“Not a surprise, nor am I the older one. Not physically anyway.”
My hand froze. “Randy went to his little sister to bail him out? How bad was he hurt to do that?” Pathetic. That’s what Randy was. Pathetic.
She turned her head away, facing another direction. This enigma of a woman felt guilty for something.
I lifted my right hand and stroked the edge of her jaw with my knuckle, bringing her face back to me. Her breath quickened as she filled my silent request. I had a feeling the challenge wasn’t going to be between her and me. More like her against herself. She was stubborn, that much was obvious from the way she stormed in here. There was a desire for more though.
For someone to really see her maybe?
“This isn’t the first time you had to bail him out.” I stroked her chin a few more times, then slowly dragged it down the middle of her neck. I would have dragged it down her chest next, lightly brushing her… but that dang purse was in the way. My movement brought her out of whatever stupor she had fallen into, and her strong facade was back.
She cleared her throat and straightened her back. She used one hand to pull the bottom of her skirt down, like she was making sure it hadn’t come up when she moved. Oddly, the movement brought her a little closer to me. I didn’t care if it was on purpose or not. Now there was barely an inch of air between our legs. One small move and I could have that chest next to mine.
When her eyes met mine again, she seemed a little surprised at how close we were suddenly. I grinned.
