Fire & Brimstone (Neighbor from Hell #8) - R.L. Mathewson Page 0,22
than obvious to everyone around her that she was.
“I’m fine,” she said tightly and he knew just like always that she was trying to hide how much pain she was in.
God, he was a fucking moron.
“Why are you being so nice to me?”
Sighing, he shifted behind her so that her head was right beneath his chin and found himself giving her an honest answer. “I don’t know.”
“You do realize that you’re ruining your reputation as an asshole, don’t you?”
“Not if no one finds out,” he said, hoping to tease a smile or a laugh out of her, but instead she simply yawned.
“Your secret’s safe with me,” she said around another yawn as he debated leaving her to nap so that he could get some work done, but the way she wrapped her hand over his had him accepting the fact that he would be here, at least for a little while longer.
He’d wait until she fell asleep and then he’d go downstairs and make sure that everything was taken care of so that he could be here when his brother delivered the test results, confirming that he really had been an asshole.
Chapter 11
“Rebecca, Dr. Bradford is here,” Melanie announced, sounding amused which she found rather annoying first thing in the...umm, afternoon? Evening? She really had no freaking clue how long she’d been asleep.
“What?” she groaned unhappily as she shifted and realized that something very bad had occurred while she’d slept.
Was that a hand on her ass?
Yes, yes it was, she realized with a resigned sigh as she cracked one eye open and confirmed her suspicions. Not only was she using Lucifer, who was still sound asleep, as a mattress, but at some point while she’d slept she’d apparently felt that it was necessary to snake her hand beneath his shirt and feel up his six pack.
Or maybe this should be considered an eight pack? Yeah, definitely an eight pack, she decided, tempted to find out if his muscles dipped into that “V” shape that she was a sucker for, but that would be wrong, very, very wrong. Granted, having her leg thrown over his probably was wrong too, yet here she was, practically straddling him.
This wasn’t the worst way to wake up, but it was definitely something that the bitch standing over her bed, taking pictures with her phone wasn’t going to let her forget.
“This is my new profile picture,” Melanie said, sounding happier than she’d ever heard her before.
“Mine, too,” Aidan, Lucifer’s brother, said as he angled his phone to get the perfect picture.
For a few seconds, she simply glared at the duo who were smiling and comparing pictures, noting that while Aidan was an incredibly handsome man with an easy smile and vibrant green eyes, he wasn’t as striking as his brother. Maybe that’s because Lucifer gave off that homicidal vibe that tended to make men sexier, she mused for a few seconds even as she considered the pros and cons of killing them and destroying their phones before they could upload those pictures.
“Are you caressing his stomach?” Melanie asked as she took another picture.
“No!” Rebecca snapped a little too quickly as she forced her hand to ignore temptation and remain still.
“Uh huh,” the traitorous bitch said, snapping yet another picture.
“Are you done yet?” she asked, acting like she could care less that she’d just been caught groping her boss.
“No,” Melanie said with a shake of her head as she continued to take pictures.
“Evil bitch,” Rebecca muttered as she pulled away from Lucifer and sat up.
“Umm, his hand is still on your ass,” Melanie pointed out with a slight nod and another freaking picture!
Blinking, she looked down and yup, there was his hand, curled around her ass. She looked back up at the duo, who looked like they’d just won the lottery and said, “Can you blame him? It’s a really nice ass.”
Melanie nodded as she solemnly agreed, “It really is.”
“I don’t think I’ve ever been happier,” Aidan said with a smile that said it all.
Lucifer was probably going to kill him before the day was over.
“Why don’t we get this over with?” she suggested as she climbed off the bed and headed towards the living room, knowing that there was no point in trying to put this off any longer, especially since she already knew how this was going to end.
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“Do the tests again!” a woman screamed, waking him up from the first nap he’d taken since he was a kid.