Balls To The Walls: An OPS Protector Romance (Owens Protective Services Book 15) by Giulia Lagomarsino

Author:Giulia Lagomarsino [Lagomarsino, Giulia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-12-24T16:00:00+00:00

29

BROCK

“So…who exactly are you in this story?” I asked. “Indiana Jones? Some forties mobster? I can’t get a handle on who you’re trying to play.”

I grabbed the gel off the counter and massaged it between my fingers, spreading it evenly for the best coverage in my hair. I stared at myself in the mirror and started sliding my fingers through the thick strands, making sure none of the pieces were either too thick or too thin. Some days, everything went to shit and I had to wash my hair again, just to get it right. But today was a good day. My hair fell into place exactly as it should. I grinned and shot myself a wink in the mirror.

Forgetting that I wasn’t alone, I turned and nearly scared the shit out of myself when I saw FNG leaning against the doorframe. “Jesus Christ, can’t you make some noise?”

“Aren’t you supposed to be highly trained?”

“I am, but I’m at home. I should be able to relax without you sneaking up on me.”

“I was actually having a conversation with you, but you got lost in doing your hair.”

“I just want to look good today. I have a date.”

“With who?”

“Don’t know. It’s a blind date.”

I walked out of the bathroom and whistled as I turned down the hall and shoved open my door.

“What about that chick Miranda?”

“You know about her?” I asked over my shoulder.

“Uh…remember? I interrupted you the other night when I needed a condom?”

I walked over to my closet and scoured through the dozens of shirts hanging up, trying to decide which one to choose. A dozen white button-down shirts hung in a line, followed by a dozen black shirts. Then there were the blue tones, all of which brought out my eyes.

“So, what happened with her?”

I chose the light blue, snagging it off the hanger. I undid all the buttons, then shrugged it on over my white tank. “With Miranda?”

“Yeah.”

A whole hell of a lot. Not that it mattered. We were interrupted twice and she decided we weren’t meant to be. The shitty part was, we had great chemistry. It took me weeks to get her to give me another shot.

“She’s just a chick,” I responded.

“That’s not what I heard.”

“Well, you heard wrong.”

I tucked in my shirt, then walked over to the carousel of ties hanging in the corner of the closet. I didn’t want to be too matchy-matchy. Yellow would really pop, but might be too bright. I grabbed two ties and turned to face him. “What do you think of these?”

His eyebrows shot up in surprise. “You want me to choose?”

“Give your opinion. Just because you choose one doesn’t mean that’s the one I’ll wear.”

“Then why even bother asking?” he said in irritation.

“Because I want to know. What color tie did you wear to your wedding?”

“I wore a shredded t-shirt and jeans.”

What the fuck? “To your wedding? How could you do that?”

“Well, I had just been stabbed with a stake. It didn’t seem to matter at the time.

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