Damned and Dangerous (Damned and Dangerous Quartet Book 2) by S.D. Hegyes

Author:S.D. Hegyes [Hegyes, S.D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Brimstone Books
Published: 2020-11-19T06:00:00+00:00

12

Back at the apartment, Sorsha took a shower and dressed in jeans and a tank top. She ran her hand over the three scars on her bicep, wondering if she’d shown them to Larz ten years ago on purpose or if he’d seen them when she wore an outfit like this. When she emerged from her room, she saw Larz’d had the same idea. He came out with a towel still draped about his shoulders and no shirt.

She swallowed as her eyes traveled over his bare chest, following the ridges of his abs down toward his trim waist where a trail of hair led from his belly button down into the pants hanging low on his waist. The sheer number of tattoos printed across his skin made her want to stare at him all day.

He took a long drink from a water bottle and grinned at her. “See something you like, Sorsha?”

Sorsha licked her lips and turned away, returning to her room and yanking up Gloria’s file. She grabbed her phone and spirit deck before she returned to the kitchen.

She refused to stand and stare at Larz’s chiseled features. How could someone have such sharp angles that looked so soft to the touch? All she wanted to do was run her hands over him, but she had work to do.

As if reading her naughty thoughts, her phone rang. She grinned as she saw Irene’s name flash across the screen and checked the time. “Noon. Right on time.”

Dropping the file and deck on the table, Sorsha answered her phone, grabbing her bluetooth from the counter where she’d last left it and shoving it in her ear.

“Good morning, Irene. Any hangovers today?” she asked, knowing full well Irene waited to call until the hangover was well on its way out the door.

Irene snorted. “You owe me details. Did you leave with Hottie Roommate, and did you bang him?”

Sorsha turned to Larz, on the opposite side of the kitchen searching the fridge for something. She had no idea what.

“Hey,” he said, straightening. “I’m going to head to the store to pick up some groceries. Anything in particular you want?” He glanced at the phone in her hand. “Oh, sorry.” He grinned and winked, and Sorsha knew he’d responded on purpose.

“Can’t think of anything. I’m a simple person. If I can throw it in a microwave, it’s good enough for me. Pass me the butter.

“Sounds like you two are getting along well,” Irene pointed out.

Sorsha rolled her eyes. “Aren’t roommates supposed to get along?” She could hear Larz chuckle at her quoting him.

“You didn’t answer my question.”

She pinched the bridge of her nose until Larz tapped her with the butter she’d asked for. She took it without glancing his way. “Hottie Roommate’s name is Larz, Irene. And no, we didn’t bang each other. After you left, we did too. I had work to do.”

“The mysterious second job you won’t tell me about?” Irene chuckled. “One of these days I’m going to make you tell me about it.

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