by Sam Crescent
“What the hell was that?” Paul asked.
“She hates me, and I don’t know why. I’ve been nothing but polite to her.”
“Oh, she thinks you’re banging women here, and breaking their hearts.”
Hunter paused. “Excuse me?”
“You heard me. It seems she has seen one too many women coming and going, and all of them have the same thing in common. They are crying.”
Hunter thought about it, and then groaned. “Shit! Fuck! I was helping those women. It was a breakthrough, and I never, ever fuck a client. Never.”
Paul collapsed onto the sofa. “I take it Faith is off limits.”
“You don’t get to touch her.”
“Why is that?” Paul asked.
Hunter stared at his friend. “I don’t want you or any shit that you create falling on me. I’m already off to a shitty start, and I don’t need your help to make it worse.”
Paul grabbed a pillow. “Is that the only reason?”
“Shut up.”
“I think you want her, Hunter. I think you want to hunt her.”
He walked into his kitchen getting a couple of beers from the fridge. He didn’t want to think about what he wanted right now. Faith was a sexy woman, and he would be lying if he hadn’t already seen what a looker she was.
“Do you? Want her?” Paul asked. “Or am I free to walk over there and ask her out?”
“No. You’re not free to do that. She’s mine.”
“You’re staking a claim?”
“Yeah, I am.”
End of sample chapter
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