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*SAMPLE(CH. 10)*
He beckoned me with an index finger.
"Why are you in my room?"
"I was -"
I held up his wallet.
"Helping you out... hell, pigs live better than this."
"You sure about that?"
His tone was thick with amusement.
"You're brave enough to sneak into my room. Tryin' to rob me?"
"Should I?"
I snapped.
"It has a good amount of weight, too."
Laughing softly, he tipped my chin up with the edge of the wallet, his eyes raking over my face.
"You look... better."
The way he said it so unsure made me frown.
"Not like shit, you mean?"
"Much better than that."
He patted the underside of my jaw with the warm leather. A jolt traveled through my ever-so-watery mouth straight to my core.
"But what happened to avoidin' me, Millie baby."
I couldn't help it; my eyes dropped again.
"Why is your hand still out?"
He tongued his cheek in suspicion.
"Waiting' on a tip?"
"Yeah, finder's fee."
"Mmm. Atta girl."
He chuckled, rustling in the wallet.
When I didn't move, he added two more.
"... Damn, that's all you got?"
I challenged.
"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 stack of bills from the fold.
"Catering?"
He slapped more down. Heavier.
"And housekeeping, too?"
He huffed, finally handing the empty wallet back with a sharp flick.
"You'd charge more than I could pay."
"Good thing I accept credit."
I jested.
"But I can see yours is maxed out for today."
I tried to move past him, 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.
"Now, keep that hand out, and the next thing I put in it... sure as hell ain't gone be money."
"Oh, you're mean today."
"You're talkin' like you're nice."
He cocked his head.
"In fact, I can get a hell of a lot meaner, if you need that."
If I need that?
"Boy, you don't scare me."
"Good."
Something landed at my feet.