Sick Bastard by Jaci J

Author:Jaci J [J, Jaci]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-05-17T23:00:00+00:00

Dante

The word slipped before I registered what the hell I was saying. I was to goddamn busy laying claim to the woman Geo admitted to checking out, which was ballsy on his part, but I marked my territory with a word that neither one of us expected. Now she’s sitting in front of me downing wine like a fucking alcoholic. As if stalking wasn’t enough, I threw in the girlfriend bit. I’m sure if she wasn’t already scared and ready to run for the hills, she sure the hell is now.

“Relax, London. You’re going to drink the place dry at the pace you’re going. You need to relax, baby. It’s just a word.”

I know such a simple word holds a lot of power and meaning behind it for a woman, but I said it, and now I need make it sound less than what it should be, even though in my mind, it’s more also.

“Are you not a girl? And are we not friends?” She snorts a humorless laugh at that. She’s not buying it. Hell, even I don’t buy the shit I’m selling.

“Friends?” She shakes her head no and rolls her eyes. “Stalker”, she points to me, “Stalkee”, she says, pointing to herself. Women, something I will never fully understand. No amount of Ivy League education will bring me closer to cracking that code.

“Dramatic”, I point right back at her, “Amused”, I point back at myself. She’s fun to rile up. She’s so goddamn adorable when she’s pissed that it’s sickening.

I let her stew for a while. She might hate me at times, but she hasn’t gotten up and left, either.

Watching her across from me at the table, I’m still a little shocked she agreed to have dinner with me so easily in the first place. I was prepared for kidnapping, lying, extortion, blackmail, whatever I had to do to get her here, and I did it.

“Come on, let’s go home.” Standing up, I hold my hand out to her, but little Miss Difficult bats it away. This woman is not easily broken because she’s so goddamn stubborn.

“I’m not going home with you,” she growls.

“I bought you dinner. Isn’t that how it works? You repay me with hot, sweaty sex in my apartment?” I joke. Okay, I half joke. Who am I kidding? I’m not joking at all.

I know I’m pushing my luck, but that’s what I do―I push until I get what I want, and what I want is to fuck her ‘til her legs give out.

“I’m not going home with you, and I’m not having sex with you again.” She hisses. Can’t blame a guy for trying. I got it once and I’ll get it again, that’s a fucking promise.

London lets me escort her out to the sidewalk towards the car, but she makes sure to stay two paces ahead of me, swishing her ass from side to side like a tease. She’s good. Keeping right out of arms length with just enough distance to give the vying eyes question as to whether or not she’s with me.

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