“Almost.”
“Does he wear anything under his kilt? I hear real Scotsmen don’t.” Leave it to Elli to ask something like that.
“Sorry. No kilt.”
“Well, that’s disappointing.”
Tell me about it. I’d probably have an orgasm and die if I saw Sin wearing one. “I’ve only seen him in a suit. But he looks hotter than a freshly fucked fox in a forest fire.”
“Ooh, sista … that’s some serious hot.” She has no idea.
“So … I sort of have a reason for calling.”
“You’re gonna do it with him, aren’t you?” She giggles. “Or are you already doing it?”
God, she sounds like a teenager. “Gonna.”
She squeals loudly enough, I have to take the phone away from my ear. “Then I know you are seriously crazy about this guy if you’re finally giving it up.” Well, not exactly.
“I’m scared.” That part’s no lie.
“Does he treat you well?”
He’s been good to me for the short amount of time we’ve known one another. One might not expect that from a man like Sin who’s accustomed to using women only for his own pleasure. “So far. He’s patient, kind, and very eager to please me.” The eager to please isn’t exactly voluntary.
“Then he’ll take care of you in bed.” She’s right. I’ve worked it out so this will probably be the best first-time experience anyone could have.
“What should I expect?” I feel so juvenile.
“It’s been a while but I remember it was sharp at first and then it ached, almost like a cramping sensation. It didn’t really feel too good but you have to remember that my first time was with Chris. He didn’t know shit from Shinola.”
“I’m positive Sinclair will know shit from Shinola.”
“Ooh … you’re gonna be getting it on a with a Scotsman called Sinclair. I think I’m jealous.”
“Everyone calls him Sin.”
“Even better.”
Elli had quite the blossoming romance before I left. “Tell me about your doctor friend.”
“Yeah … that’s not gonna be working out.”
“Why?”
“Because I didn’t want to join him with his … partner.”
What does that mean? “Partner, as in the one from his medical practice, or partner, as in he had another girlfriend?”
“Neither.”
“Ohh.”
“Yeah. I was never down with a threesome but I didn’t think much of it when he asked. I was unconcerned because I thought most guys had fantasies about being with two women at once. I found out it wasn’t a woman he wanted to bring in and it made me start suspecting if the threesome was really a twosome and I was the spectator. So I told him to fuck off.”
Wow. “I’m sorry.”
“I’m mostly sorry because I have to see him at work. It’s awkward. I’m afraid he’s gonna tell somebody. He’s afraid I’m gonna tell everybody. I’m thinking of transferring out of the ER so I don’t have to see him anymore.”
“You shouldn’t have to give up a job you like because of him.”
“It has less to do with him and more to do with me being burned out.”
“Then you should look for another job.”
“It’s not just my job. I’m tired of Memphis in general. I’d leave if Dad weren’t sick.”
“I talked to him a couple days ago. He sounded like he felt good.” But I can never tell over the phone.
“He’s doing well. Looking good. Says he feels better than he has in weeks.”
I feel so guilty for not being with him but at least everything is going okay. “He has a burner. Use it to contact me if anything happens.”
“I will.”
“I’m not kidding. Don’t hesitate to call. Something happens and I’m on the first plane back.”
“I know you will be.”
“I’ve gotta run.” I have to be at work in an hour. “Thanks for the talk. I feel much better.”
“Go get ’im, tiger.” Elli growls.
My sister has no idea I’m more like a tiger than she thinks. I’m a predator and Sin is my prey. And I’m gonna get ’im good.
Chapter Eight
Sinclair Breckenridge
It’s been two days since I saw Bleu and I crave her company. My work performance is suffering because she’s the only thing on my mind. That’s why I’m going to the bar tonight instead of doing research for my case. My desire to see her is a fixation I can no longer control.
I’m already seated at my table when her eyes meet mine from across the room. Her expression transforms from one of boredom to what I perceive as happiness. I think it’s a sign we’re equally delighted about seeing one another.
She doesn’t take her eyes from mine as she closes the distance. “Good evening, Mr. Breckenridge. How may I serve you?”
“I can think of quite a few ways but they’re all rather naughty. I’d better keep them to myself since I still have to wait three days until I can convince you to perform them.” I place my foot on the chair across from me and push it away from the table. “Sit with me a while.”
“Delayed gratification, Breck. It’s something you know nothing about—but you will. You won’t soon forget the satisfaction it’s going to bring you.”
Breck? That’s a new one.
I once took great pleasure in taking a woman to bed but my accident stole that indulgence from me years ago. I settle for quick fucks because I’m forced to hide a secret no one from my world can know. But Bleu isn’t a part of this life.
She’s going to discover this thing I hide when I take her into my bed. I have no idea how she’ll respond. I only know I want to find out.
“May I bring you some instant gratification? Maybe a JW?”
I nod. “I’ll take it if that’s all I can get.”
She laughs as she gets up to fetch my whisky. “You’re worse than a child.”
I’m watching the sway of her hips when I hear Leith’s voice. “Why don’t you fuck her already and get it over with?”
I force my eyes away from Bleu’s arse. “Who says I haven’t?”
“You’re still interested. It’s a dead giveaway.”
He knows me so well. “She’s making me wait.” I laugh.