Pretty Broken Bastard by Jeana E. Mann

Author:Jeana E. Mann [Mann, Jeana E.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ishkadiddle Publishing
Published: 2017-12-19T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

Carter

Darcy’s call arrived as I pushed through the back exit of the building, leaving Jo behind in the restroom, hating myself for my weakness. I drew a shaking hand through my hair from forehead to nape. What the fuck was wrong with me? One minute I was sitting next to Jo, smelling her sweet cotton candy scent, and the next minute I was in a broom closet buried balls deep inside her. I scratched my beard. Now, I’d gone and broken my cardinal rule again: no repeats.

I let Darcy’s call go to voicemail. I needed a moment to pull myself together because, obviously, I was all kinds of messed up. The scent of sex followed me to the parking lot, Jo’s perfume clinging to my clothes. Part of me wanted to march back into the diner and take her again, make her cry my name loud enough for everyone to hear. The other part—the dark, fucked-up part—wanted to get in the car and drive until this restless, uneasy, relentless need disappeared. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Darcy, always persistent, called back immediately.

“What?” I barked, unleashing my frustrations on her.

“Don’t yell at me for doing my job,” she shouted back. We’d both been on edge for the past couple of days. While I’d been busy daydreaming about Jo, I’d let a forty-thousand-dollar bond slip through my fingers, and she’d yet to forgive me for it. “One of us has to hold this place together, and apparently that person isn’t you.”

“Sorry. What’s up?” I leaned against the door of the Escalade, gulping in cool air, and waited for her to continue. The lingering haze of orgasm continued to cloud and confuse my thoughts.

“You’re being a dick, that’s what’s up. I’m sick and tired of your grumpy attitude. Whatever is going on with you, you need to stop taking it out on me.”

Her words stunned me. Had I really been that bad? “I’m sorry. Really. You’re doing a great job.”

“Damn straight I am,” she said. “And?”

“And I appreciate everything you do. You’re the best, and I’m grateful. I don’t know why you put up with me.”

“Thank you.” The tension in her voice eased. We both exhaled in relief. Our squabbles were few and far between, but Darcy never withheld her opinions when my behavior got out of line.

“You’re welcome.” With thumb and forefinger, I gripped my forehead, squeezing my eyes shut, and tried to focus. “What’s up?”

“Taggart called. He needs a favor. He’s got a bond on a girl here. I guess she missed her court date or something. His wife is in the hospital and he doesn’t have time to track her down. He said it should be straightforward. She doesn’t have any priors or anything.”

“Give it to Baker.” Usually, nothing got my blood pumping like a new case, but not this time, and not a boring one. The easy ones went to the other guys. I reserved my time for the high-dollar, high-profile cases, or ones of special interest. Instead of working,

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