Catcher Interference (Tag & Skye Part 1) by MJ COMPTON

Author:MJ COMPTON [MJ Compton]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Comptonplations Publishing
Published: 2023-09-07T00:00:00+00:00

October 30, World Series Game 5

Skye woke up with a crick in her neck. She cracked open one eye, feeling muzzy and disoriented. It took a moment before she realized she’d fallen asleep on one of Tag Gentry’s burgundy leather sofas. Again.

The last thing she remembered about the previous evening was clearing away Tag’s dinner dishes and arguing with him about her gas bill and whether or not she was spending the night. Oh, and Franz stealing her car keys. Looked like Tag had won.

She was still in the same jeans and three-quarter-sleeved T-shirt she’d worn the previous day. Ick. She yawned and stretched. Judging by the pinkish light coming through the terrace doors, it was just after dawn. She had time to run home and grab a shower before she hit the market for fresh produce. No point showering unless she had clean underwear. Which she didn’t.

Franz had left her keys on the kitchen counter.

It was a good thing she hadn’t showered, because Drake Dixon was waiting in the alley outside Skye’s the Limit. She nearly wet herself when she saw him.

“Skye. I’ve been worried. I tried stopping by yesterday, but you weren’t around. The building looks deserted.”

“I’ve been around,” she said. She wondered if she should be nervous after the things Tag had hinted at. She’d never had a client so in her face before. “Getting things ready for your party tomorrow night. I think you’re going to be really pleased. How did you find my building?”

“I’m sure I will be more than pleased.” He seemed to ignore her question. “Do you have your costume yet?”

Costume? “I didn’t realize you expected me to dress up. I mean, I’ll be in the kitchen, keeping the food coming. My part-time server will be in her tux. We’re not guests, Mr. Dixon, and don’t expect to be treated as such.”

“Oh, come on, Skye. You’re part of the Gems family.” He brushed the top of her shoulder as she unlocked the door.

She suppressed a shudder at his touch. “Congrats on last night’s win. Is there something in particular you need?” That you couldn’t call me about?

“No, just doing a follow-up before tomorrow night.” His tone was unctuous. Or had Tag influenced her reaction?

And Dixon still hadn’t answered her question about how he knew where her business was located.

“Everything is under control. I do need to head out to the market in a few minutes for my produce.”

He smiled. “And here I am, keeping you from your work.”

Another light caress, this one on her arm. Was she supposed to deny that he was in the way? She returned his smile. “I’ll see you tomorrow night.”

Dixon hesitated and then seemed to take the hint. He climbed into his luxury SUV.

Skye locked the door behind her, leaned against it, and inhaled deeply. What in the world had that been about?

Three hours later, she stood in the lobby of Tag’s building with two rolling coolers and her overnight bag, waiting for the leisurely elevator. When the elevator doors slid open, Franz stepped out.

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