Taken by Storm by Tamara Mataya

Author:Tamara Mataya [Mataya, Tamara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: storms, romance, love and romance, severe weather, first responders, flooding, disasters, Contemporary romance
Publisher: Swoon Romance
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWELVE

At least she wasn’t acting like the parameters of their non-existent relationship had changed. Wait, why the hell wasn’t he over there looking with her? Some romantic protector, making the damsel squish through the water to find her own armor, while he sat pretty on high ground. Guess I’m not so much functional as decorative. It really was a good thing they weren’t an item—he’d be a terrible partner.

Outside of the bedroom.

He’d put his boots on before falling asleep, so he reached her fairly quickly. “Find it?”

She was pawing through a blue plastic tub. “Whole lot of crap. Wool scarf, a kid’s mitten, an empty wallet, a broken … something. Oh! Yes! There’s a sneaker! It looks a bit big, but it’s better than what I’ve got now!” She handed it to him, and he set it on the counter before shining his phone at her hands, trying to give her more light as she dug through the tub. After a moment, she sagged. “Nope. But one’s better than nothing, I guess.”

“Yeah. You can still have one of my socks.”

“Thanks. I think I’ll take it. I was really hoping to find a pair of pants in here, but a shoe is better than nothing.”

“It’s a good find.”

She sighed in frustration and pawed through the tub more aggressively. “I mean, there’s a pair of snow pants, but those would take on water, and bog me down.”

“You’d sink like a scrawny stone,” he agreed.

“Who’re you calling scrawny?”

“Did I say scrawny?”

“Yup.” Her expression was mad, but her eyes smiled.

“Oh. I meant scrawny.”

“Jerk.”

Joking aside, he wished she’d worn something practical. Why was she parading around in a tiny skirt anyway? Was she trying to get picked up? “You really should have worn shoes today. Or pants.”

“I know.”

What was her deal anyway? “I mean, it was—is—raining. It hasn’t been toasty warm enough to justify you running around in next to nothing.”

“Who are you, my dad?”

“You’d have gotten a few more spankings if that were the case.”

She reared up to her full five feet nothing. “Excuse me?”

She’d made it clear by the way she was acting that she wasn’t interested, and it shouldn’t have annoyed him. But her rejection felt a little too close to Melanie’s, and it bit through his restraint. “Like, were you coming here to pick someone up, take them back to your hotel room like you did me, just last night? I’m not judging. It’s a free country, but that’s a bit insatiable.”

“First of all, it’s none of your goddamn business who I sleep with, or how often I have sex. Secondly, you think the only reason I’d wear a skirt is because I wanted someone to fuck me?”

The thought of her picking someone else up after being with him the night before pissed him off more than it should have. He knew it was irrational, but he couldn’t suppress his irritation. He tapped the sneaker on the bar. “Maybe. I don’t really know you.”

“That’s for damned sure. And what about you, you hypocrite? You were here as well.

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