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*PREVIEW (CH. 10)*
My attention slipped south before I could stop it.
How the hell does he even walk straight?
It had to be heavy-
"Now why is your hand still out?"
He tongued his cheek in suspicion.
"I know you're not wantin' a tip?"
Like yours?
"Yeah... finder's fee?"
"Mmm, attagirl."
He chuckled, rustling in the wallet.
The edge of the hundred dtrace the line of my fingertips before feathering it into my hand. When I didn't move, he added four more.
"... Damn, that's all you got for me?"
I challenged, my heart hammering.
"What a shame, I don't like playing with broke for too long."
"Broke?"
He repeated the word like it was a dare.
Without breaking eye contact, he pulled a nice stack of bills from the fold and slapped them into my hand.
"Catering?"
I nodded towards the food.
He looked over before slapping more down.
"Better?"
"No, I need housekeeping, too."
He huffed a dry laugh, finally handing the empty wallet back to me with a flick of his wrist.
"You would be the one to charge more than I could pay."
"I do accept credit."
I jested, liking this game a little too much.
"But I can see yours is maxed out for today."
I tried to move past him while I still had the upper hand, but he shifted, his bad leg bracing against the dresser to block my path.
"I gave you all that I had, you greedy girl,"
He murmured, mouth ghosting the corner of mine.
"Now, keep that hand out just like that. Next thing I put in it sure as hell won't be money."
My hand snapped shut around the cash like it burned. When I opened my eyes, he was giving me that amused, wicked smirk, staring at my fist.
"Oh, you're mean today."
"You're talkin' like you were sweet this week."
He cocked his head, his nose gently rubbing mine.
"In fact, I can get a hell of a lot meaner, if you need that."
If I need that?
"Boy, you do not scare me."
"Anymore? Good."
Something hit the floor between us.
I looked down and realized he had me trapped.
And that pathetic excuse was gone.