“I’ll catch you.”
Fuck me, it’s the truth. And that bothers me.
She nibbles on her bottom lip and shows me exactly why I noticed it the first time we met. Plump and abused, and so delicious I’d be willing to kill a man for another taste. “I guess you will. I never expected that.”
I chuckle. “Me neither. Want me to drive you home?”
“No, it’s fine.”
“Are your brothers gonna be there waiting for you? Will they give you a hard time?”
She grins. “No, they’re all working today, so once I assured them I was alive, they went on with their lives and went to work before they got fired. But will they give me a hard time?” She snorts. “Yeah, they will. But I’ve been dealing with them for twenty-five years already. I’m used to them.”
“I can talk to them or something. You didn’t actually give me everything last night, Abigail. I can tell them–”
“That I sucked your penis instead?” Her cheeks flame, despite her easy words. “No, I’m not sure that conversation will go down well, no matter how you spin it. You stay here, and I’ll keep them there. The two worlds never need to intersect. But I have to go for real. I have places I want to be, and I have to check in at the shop. Nadia’s there today, but I know she scheduled tomorrow off.”
Abigail searches my home for anything she might have left, and though she eyes my pocket and silently begs for her panties back, she doesn’t vocalize her thoughts. She refuses to lower herself and give away her dignity. So she leaves it unsaid, and her ass goes without underwear.
I stand at my front door and watch her car back away, then I head inside and strip off on the way to the shower. I have my own shit to take care of, starting with Checkmate and talking to the Bishops about their new pest problem. Then tomorrow, I have to install that security system in Abigail’s assistant’s home, which is surely why she took the day off.
Now that Abigail is out of my sight, I realize I need to harden the fuck back up and get to work.