Finally (Neighbor from Hell #12) - R.L. Mathewson Page 0,70
couldn’t help but wonder if the kids were trying to get her killed.
“I shall call her Applesauce,” Abbi said with a firm nod.
“That’s nice,” Charlie mumbled absently as she wondered if she should update her will.
“She’s so fluffy!” Abbi, who hadn’t stopped smiling since the store owner placed the bunny in her arms, said as she obediently grabbed another baby carrot and held it for the bunny.
“She’s pretty,” Dustin said, shifting on the bed to move closer to his sister.
They were so damn adorable, Charlie thought, feeling her shoulders slump in defeat as she reached over to the pet Applesauce. “She is cute,” she found herself admitting only to wince when she looked back and found Devin, who looked really pissed, standing in front of her bed, glaring…at her, which she didn’t find very reassuring at the moment.
“Why don’t you guys go take the bunny and watch television while I talk to Charlie?” Devin said, never taking his eyes off her as the kids, who knew better than to argue right now, climbed off her bed and made their way to the door as Charlie sat there, debating joining them when Devin added, “Close the door behind you.”
“Wait! You don’t have to leave!” Charlie said, only to groan when she heard the door close behind them.
“Explain,” Devin bit out evenly.
Charlie opened her mouth to do just that, only close it and take a deep breath as she was forced to grab hold of the comforter when a wave of dizziness hit her. “Sorry, my life just flashed before my eyes,” she said, taking that slight twitch of his lips as encouragement.
“I’m going to spank your ass,” Devin said, nodding to himself as he moved to grab her.
“That costs extra!” Charlie said, turning to dive off the bed only to end up desperately trying to grab onto the comforter when the man that was a lot faster than he looked grabbed her.
“Let’s have a talk, shall we?” he said calmly as he dragged her off the bed and threw her over his shoulder.
“I mean, it’s your money. If you want to spend it on talking, I guess that’s fine,” Charlie said, shrugging it off even as she couldn’t help but notice that he was carrying her into the bathroom.
“I honestly don’t know how Ben put up with you,” Devin said as he placed her on the bathroom counter before closing the bathroom door and throwing the lock while she sat there wondering if this counted as a secondary location.
“With the help of alcohol and a lot of denial,” Charlie mumbled absently as Devin came back.
“That’s not really going to help me, now is it?” Devin drawled as he stepped between her legs. “Start talking.”
“About my rates?” she asked with a hopeful smile.
“I suppose we could talk about that, but I thought we’d talk about the fact that you gave my children a rabbit instead,” he murmured as she felt herself being pulled closer.
“I’d rather talk about my rates. They’re very competitive,” Charlie said, nodding solemnly.
“So, I’ve heard,” he murmured as she found herself pulled even closer until she was sitting on the edge and a soft groan was torn from her when she felt his hand settle between her legs. “Do you remember when I told the kids that they couldn’t have any pets until they were older?”
“Vaguely?” she said, admittedly having a problem paying attention at the moment.
“Vaguely?” he murmured back her answer, looking thoughtful as he stopped rubbing his hand between her legs to pull her off the counter and-
“I remember!” Charlie found herself admitting as she suddenly found herself facing the mirror with her hands grabbing hold of the counter.
“Good. Now we’re getting somewhere,” Devin said as he reached around and unsnapped her jeans.
“Umm, the kids are downstairs,” she reminded him, afraid that he might actually give into temptation and spank her ass, which she was almost ninety percent sure that she wouldn’t enjoy.
“They have SpongeBob on and a bunny. They’re good for at least an hour,” he said as she felt him push her pants down along with her panties.
“I’m probably going to need those to escape,” she pointed out.
“Probably,” Devin said, not really sounding all that concerned as she once again found herself picked up and placed on the counter.
“Would it help if I apologized?” Charlie offered as she watched him pull her sneakers off, one at a time before he finished pulling her pants off and tossed them aside.