The Hooker, the Handyman and What the Parrot Saw by Patricia Harman

Author:Patricia Harman [Harman, Patricia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781643166377
Publisher: Waldorf Publishing
Published: 2019-07-31T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 22

Are You Drunk?

Charlie fumbled with the keys and tripped over the threshold as Jake closed the door behind them, just short of a slam. He put everything down on the kitchen counter and returned to deadbolt the door.

“Are you drunk?” he asked, incredulously.

“Drunk scumbag,” Moses squawked.

“Shut up Moses!” they both yelled in unison, but neither of them found it funny. The air was charged.

“Are you?” Jake again demanded. Charlie decided a best defense was a drunken offense and she tossed her jacket on the chair and put her hands on her hips.

“Are you my father?” she shot back. He closed the distance between them quickly and grabbed her arm.

“Is this some kind of a game to you, Charlie? There’s a killer out there. A killer that left a message to you in blood. Have you forgotten that?”

“Why yes I have,” she smarted off. “It’s my night off so back the fuck up,” she warned.

Jake’s eyes darkened and his lips tightened. So did the grip on Charlie’s arm.

Okay, perhaps this was not a good plan, she thought.

She tried to pull away and there it was again, the flash of light in his right eye. “I told you not to leave this apartment, Charlie,” he said low in his throat and squared off with her.

Damn it. She might not have had a poker face but she had a PBR face and the alcohol was making her fearless and arrogant. “So what? You told me to stay and I didn’t. What are you going to do? Lock me up? Spank me?” she mouthed off, with no thought or plan for what was spewing from her pie hole.

He pulled her up by the arm, so her face would be level with his.

“Both,” he said through gritted teeth.

Jake saw the fire light in her eyes. It was instantaneous. He knew what she needed. He felt it and he wanted to make her whole. He glared down at her, nose to nose, while she stood frozen. Her mouth hung open, the faint smell of beer coming from her breath. She was driving him over the edge and it was time to do something about it. Every nerve ending in her body screamed as he locked his mouth on hers releasing her arm and pulling on his waistband.

Whoa, was he taking off his pants? Her empty stomach lurched from the beer. Then she heard that telltale metal sound. In a flash her hands were handcuffed behind her back.

“Hey Adams! What are you . . . ?”

“You want to act like a child. Fine!” he said sitting down on the chair and pulling her over his knee. His large hand crashed against her flesh through her jeans. This is not happening. I’m dreaming, she thought as she basked in every blow. He hit hard and fast and it was beginning to sting.

“Owwww, that hurts, you jerk!” she faked, not wanting him to think she was a freak. He let go with one final blow and she screamed.

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