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Ignoring the neighbor banging on the wall again.
If anything, I cried out louder because of his irritation. That was what he got for trying to ruin a perfectly good orgasm. Honestly, he was probably listening, his hand wrapped around his own cock. Hoping I'd shout louder still.
I flopped back down against the couch, trying to catch my breath.
"Just like that," Boner said approvingly. "You're incredibly beautiful when you come." He eased my panties and leggingsback into place and patted my knee before moving to sit beside me again.
He leaned over to lightly kiss my mouth, letting me taste myself on his lips. "So fucking perfect. Now, we need a name for this plan. How about Operation Revenge?"
He switched gears so fast, he almost gave me whiplash. I blinked a couple of times and shook my head to clear it, so I could catch up with him.
"We can think about that," I said.
He nodded slowly. "Okay, that's fair. Now, where do we start hunting for these assholes?"
CHAPTER 10
HARLOW
I saw Cass long before he saw me. He sat on a bench, one knee jiggling as he looked around anxiously. Every so often, he pushed his glasses back up his nose. For once, his hair wasn't over his face. Only when I was close enough, I could see he had it held back with a small, black clip.
He was so adorable, I almost turned around and walked away.
Right before I could, he turned and saw me, his whole face radiating with a smile.
He leaped to his feet and hurried toward me, eagerness in every step.
"I wasn't sure you were coming," he said, giving me a hug that seemed to envelop my entire body. Maybe part of my heart and soul as well. It was warm, generous, and I surprised myself by not wanting it to end.
I found myself putting my arms around him and hugging him back before stepping away.
"I'm sorry, I should have asked first." He winced with his whole face, everything from his mouth to his eyebrows getting in on the action.
"It's okay," I said. "If I didn't like it, I would have said so."
"Right. Yeah. Okay. Of course." His eyes widened and his face turned pink. "Sorry, I'm so awkward sometimes. All right, all the time. Especially around women who are as pretty as you are." He ran a hand over the back of his neck. "I won't be offended if you want to leave."
No, he wouldn't be offended, but he'd probably be hurt. There I was, once again thinking about his ego.
I wasn't going to stay to soothe his ego. I was going to stay because he was refreshingly sweet. A stark contrast to the rest of my life. That was a good reason why I should walk away right now, but I couldn't bring myself to. I shouldn't be using him for a few minutes of normality. That was what I was doing, right? It felt like it.
"I'm good," I said. "Let's get pretzels?"
He smiled. "Yeah." He took my hand and we walked toward the pretzel cart. It wasn't until we got there and he pulled out his wallet that he realized he was holding my hand.
I thought he was going to apologize for that, but he didn't. He must have known what the answer was. If I didn't like it, I would have taken my hand back.
Honestly though, I liked it. It was another piece of normal in my otherwise crazy existence. Almost as if we were regular, everyday people.
If only he knew how irregular I was. He'd probably take off running for the hills. For now, we could enjoy each other's company, right?
"What kind of pretzel would you like?" Cass asked. He looked at me like he half expected me to choose a gourmet option. Fair enough, considering what I did for a living. When it came to pretzels, I had simpler taste.
"Plain with salt," I said.
He nodded and turned to the man who worked the cart. "Three, please. Actually, make that four. I'm hungry."
He was giving me the impression he was the kind of guy who was always hungry, ate a lot and never put on so much as a hint of fat. Like a growing, teenage boy.
