Thief(36)

I make it every morning. She couldn’t do it this once.

When I hear my phone beep, I hurriedly grab it, but the message is just from the bank manager.

Steve: I need you to close today.

“Guessing lover boy isn’t texting you.”

“What?” I look over at her as she gets up to put her bowl in the sink.

“The look on your face when you got that text. Guessing it wasn’t him.”

She’s right, but I play it off. “No, just Steve telling me I need to close today.” I hate opening and closing, plus it’s going to cut into when Sean is picking me up. I should probably let him know.#p#分页标题#e#

Me: I have to work late. Pick me up at 7?

I stare down at the phone, willing him to text me back. Just a simple ‘okay’ would work.

“We gotta go.”

Giving up, I drop the phone back into my purse again.

“Let me grab something and I’ll be ready.” I dart to my room, snatch a bag and put a few items in it. I might need to stay at Sean’s tonight and tomorrow. I dig through my drawer but can’t find any sexy underwear.

Maybe I could run out at lunch and get something. I wonder what Sean’s face would look like if I walked out of his bathroom in nothing but lingerie. Yeah, definitely going at lunch to find something.

It still blows my mind how last week I couldn’t even think about walking around naked in front of anyone, and now here I am, openly baiting Sean with my body.

It’s him. How he treated me all weekend. I feel sexy and needed. He kissed every inch of my body like he couldn’t get enough of every part of me.

I close the drawer, grab my bag, and meet an inpatient Harper at the door.

We walk to the train in silence, and it isn’t until we board does she start in.

“Are you going to be checking your phone all day? It looks a little sad.” Her tone is mocking. Like I’m a poor little puppy that she wants to pat on the head.

“Why do you care?” Looking over at her, I raise my eyebrow. I don’t get what her problem is.

“I’m just saying. You had a weekend fling. Don’t count on it being more.”

“You know nothing about what Sean and I did this weekend. Or what it means.”

She looks at me like she feels sad for me, and it pisses me off. “Tessa, this is how men work. They fuck you all weekend, tell you how wonderful you are, how much they want you. Then bam, they’re gone. Weekend of fun over, and they’re on to the next.”

I’m guessing that’s what Nick did to her, because she seems bitter. I don’t get why. If I were her, I’d be happy if Nick never called me again. Especially after how he treated her at the bar. No way.

“It’s not like that,” I say defensively, hating that anyone would think Sean would be like that. He may look tough and a little scary, but he’s sweet. He’d never do anything to hurt me. He did what he told me he would do. Made me fall for him before the weekend was over.

“Yeah, he’s blowing up your phone, isn’t he?”

“He’s working.”

“Takes two seconds to send a text.”

She’s right. It only takes a second to respond. Maybe he’s in a meeting. That doesn’t count for last night, though. I kept thinking I’d get a good night text or something, but all I got was radio silence. Until this morning when I had to send him one.

“I’m not trying to be a bitch,” she adds, and I almost want to laugh. No, she doesn’t have to try to be a bitch, it’s always there. “Just enjoy it for what it was, a weekend of fun, and let it go. I bet he gave you some great orgasms. You could have one just looking at him.”

I glare at her, thankful that the train has stopped and it’s our turn to get off. I don’t wait for her as I make my way off the train and towards the bank.

When I get there, I quickly open the doors to the bank and turn off the alarms. “Get the front ready. I’m dropping stuff in my office, and then we need to get the quarterly shipment ready. The armored truck will be here soon.”

I don’t wait for her to respond.

When I get to my desk, I pull my phone out. There’s still nothing from Sean, and I’ve had enough. I’ve got nothing to lose, so fuck it.#p#分页标题#e#

Me: I love you.





Chapter 18

Sean



Our van pulls up to the back of the bank, and we park. We’ve got about ten minutes before the truck pulls up to go into the bank and take the shipment.

“I want everybody calm. We’ve got this all planned out. We stick exactly to the plan, no matter what happens. If the cops show up, you guys know the exit strategy. We all clear?”