Dirty Trick (Palm Island Book 3) by K.M. Neuhold

Author:K.M. Neuhold [Neuhold , K.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-10-13T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

BOSTON

It’s been a week. Seven days of waking my ass up at the crack of dawn and finding somewhere to go all day just in case Trick comes by to knock on my door. He almost caught me yesterday. I saw his living room light come on at six in the morning, right as I was pulling my door closed behind me and practically sprinting down my front steps before he could look out his window to see me.

Is it childish? Maybe.

Is it better than facing Trick and having to know what the fuck happens next? I’m pissed he wouldn’t apologize. Beyond pissed, if I’m being honest. But, fuck, I think I still want to fool around again.

I’m sure it’s the deprivation talking. It’s been so damn long since I’ve touched anyone, gotten sweaty and primal with anyone. It’s been even longer since I’ve come that hard or felt that desperate.

For some reason, a hazy memory of a night a million years ago pops into my mind. It’s barely a memory at all, more like a sense of nostalgia for some man I can’t even remember, and a night on the beach that’s always lingered in the back my mind.

I step quietly out onto my front porch and glance quickly over at his house. It’s quiet, all signs pointing to him still being asleep, even though I overslept myself this morning. A spike of guilt courses through me. I told him I’d help him out while his arm is broken, and I’ve been artfully avoiding him instead.

I snort at myself. It’s not like we’re the only two people on the island. If Trick needs help, he can damn well get it from just about anyone else. The image of Goose in my place the next time Trick is all hard and desperate, stroking him and talking dirty to him, makes my jaw clench, my teeth clicking as I grit them.

Why the fuck should I care? He’s already fucked them all anyway, a second go around won’t make much difference. I huff under my breath, annoyed at letting myself become another notch for him. I thought I was turning the tables and giving him a taste of his own medicine, but I ended up playing right into his hands.

The man is a genius. A stupid, stupid genius.

I didn’t even bother to look at the time before leaving the house, but I’m sure I have a few minutes to stop at Raven’s for some coffee before I meet Ten over at the bar. I’ve been dreading going through the whole process of hiring some staff for the season, but he generously offered to help out with the video interviews today before he and Bambi take the ferry back tonight.

I step into the tea shop and stop in my tracks. “Fuck,” I mutter under my breath, seeing Trick and Easy at a table in the corner, coffee and muffins in front of them.

He hasn’t looked up yet. Do I have time to

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