Dark Secrets(25)

He turned and watched her go, slipping his fingers into his mouth and tasting her, something that sent yet another jolt of desire through his system.

All he could think was: soon.

Soon he would have her underneath him and on top of him. He would have her on her stomach and hands and knees. He would have her looking up at him and begging to suck his cock. He would slap handprints into her ass that she would feel for hours after, any time she tried to sit down. He would have that silky hair of hers wrapped around his fist as he fucked her until she lost her breath from moaning.

Maybe then he would be able to get her out of his fucking system so he could concentrate on the job again.

Though there was a small, niggling little voice in the back of his head that said he was fooling himself if he thought he could get a woman like her and not want to keep her, not be willing to toss her to the side like he knew he would eventually have to do when he moved on again. As he always had to.

A stationary life was not in his cards.

That wasn't the job.

And after so many years, pretty much all he was anymore was the job.

Which was why when he knew she was occupied, he forced himself to go over and check that envelope Vin had slipped her before things got out of hand with them.

What he found was money.

And not just a couple twenties or a large sum of singles maybe Vin was trying to switch out or something.

No.

It was a medium-sized stack of hundreds still with the white and gold bank wrapper around it.

Ten grand.

Vin had given her ten grand in cash like it was nothing.

And she had accepted it the same way.

He exhaled a long breath, looking around the bar, accepting something he didn't want to about Faith.

She was as dirty as the rest of them.





SEVEN





Faith





Alright.

It was no big deal.

They were both adults. Experienced, mature adults.

Who had just engaged in a finger fuck in a classy bar after hours.

Unprofessional? Sure. Risky? Yeah. One of her top three sexual experiences? Abso-fucking-lutely.

But no matter how unprofessional and risky and just downright stupid, it would be fine.

First, because of the aforementioned experienced, mature adult thing. Second, because Vin seemed in a rush to get Danny on his own shift. Soon, she wouldn't hardly ever have to see him anymore.

Why that caused a weird dropping sensation in her stomach, yeah, she was choosing not to consider that.

On the plus side, the clawing, annoying, distracting sexual tension she had felt for the past several days had been lessened by that uncommonly good orgasm.

If he was that good with just his finger...

Yeah, no. She was not going to go there.

They had a kiss and he fingered her and that was it. They were going to chalk it up to long nights in close quarters and a begrudging attraction on both ends and move on. There was no need for it to go any further than it already had.

At least, that was what she was pretending to believe. And, by God, she was going to try her damnedest to make sure that was how things were.



       
         
       
        

Which was why she stayed in that office doing bullshit tasks that didn't need to be done for over an hour, hoping he would eventually get the hint that he could leave.

When she walked out later, both impressed and annoyed by the fact that he got the close-out right down to the very last cent, though not sure why him being good at his job was annoying aside from it maybe being yet another attractive quality he possessed, it seemed that he did take the hint and cleared out. He had even dimmed the lights so no one outside would be creepily looking in or expecting them to be open.

On a sigh that almost sounded disappointed even to her own darn ears, she went behind the bar to fetch her jacket. She slipped it on and reached for her purse. But she took the envelope of money and stuffed it into her boot. If she ever got mugged, she didn't want someone getting that kind of money off of her.

With that, she headed out the front door, turning and locking it.

Then just about jumping out of her skin when she heard a voice right to her side.

"You done avoiding me now?" Danny's voice asked, calm, almost amused. And when she turned her head to look at him, he was smirking, leaning against the building, leg cocked back on the brick, looking like he had been there a good long while and was okay having to stand there a while more if needed.

"I wasn't avoiding you. I was doing some work."

It wasn't a lie. And even if it was, he wouldn't know. She had learned from some of the best how to lie through her teeth and not get caught.

"Bullshit, sweetheart. You were just as happy as I was at the idea of getting out of here early before Vin told you to stay behind. Anything you were doing in that office could have waited until tomorrow."