Tainted by Crazy by Abby McCarthy

Author:Abby McCarthy
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Abby McCarthy
Published: 2016-06-19T22:00:00+00:00

Two hours passed and every time I glanced out front, I flushed. Watching him work on my fence was sinful. Every glance was a pull to him that became harder and harder to ignore.

I attempted to help him several times, but quickly saw that using a power washer was a one man job. So, I did what I did, and I got busy baking him a pie. I told myself I was baking as a thank you, but the reality was I needed to keep my mind occupied.

I was cleaning up my mess, which wasn't much since I had baking pies down to a science, when a throat cleared behind me. I turned from the sink, where I accidentally splashed water on my tank and saw Rys grinning at me. Then his eyes changed. They no longer gleamed; they squinted. His nostrils flared as the look of undeniable lust crossed his face I stared and clenched my jaw together. I wanted to be in his arms and give in to that look. I couldn't even recall why I’d pushed him away.

“Keenan,” I’d whispered and then gulped sucking in air. My chest felt tight. I wanted him to come to me. I wanted his lips on me. If I was crazy, then I’d be crazy. Only a fool would let Keenan Rys look at her the way he was looking at me, and not do anything about it. I was a lot of things, but a fool wasn’t one of them.

No sooner did his name leave my lips, my phone started ringing. I ignored it, feeling the pull to Rys. It rang again, and I watched as Rys broke our stare down and retrieved my phone from the counter. Again, his eyes changed. This time, they grew hard, which told me what I was already guessing. It was Bradley. He had been calling me repeatedly. I typically just let it go to voicemail, or told him to leave me alone.

“Just ignore it,” I prompted,. “He’ll stop eventually,” I muttered the last part under my breath.

Did he listen? Nope. He hit a button on the phone and said, “You got Rys.”

“Keenan Rys,” I scolded through gritted teeth. This could only end badly.

“I’m standing in her kitchen, wondering why you keep ringing her phone and interrupting us.” Uh-oh.. I knew how Bradley was; he wouldn't take to Rys’ harsh tone well. He acted entitled, like no one could take anything from him. When I first met Bradley, I was attracted to how self-assured he seemed. I later learned that pompous was the real word for it.

Rys went on, “No, you listen to me. You don't get to call her. You messed up, and by messed up, I mean ruined whatever it was you had with her. You fucked that up so badly that the very next day, she came home to a place she’d been avoiding for far too long, and the reason she came here was to get away from you. Now, I don’t.

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