Manfax (Winter Brothers #2) - Jacob Chance Page 0,35

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She shakes her head with a look of disgust on her face. “Don’t call me that, and answer my question.”

“You’re the one who told me where you work. And what makes you think you’re the reason why I’m here?”

She rolls her eyes. “Like you’d have another reason.”

I grin. “Aren’t you full of yourself.”

“No, I’m not. I can smell bullshit a mile away and you reek of it.”

“I hate to inform you you’re wrong, but you’re wrong.” I roll my neck from side to side and sigh with relief. “Actually, that’s a lie. Saying that felt damn good.”

She crosses her arms beneath her chest, calling attention to her unforgettable tits. I certainly haven’t been able to forget the memory of the way they felt pressed against my chest in the pool. I’ve jerked off nightly replaying our kiss and every sensation I felt in those moments.

Her supple tongue dancing with mine.

Her taut nipples poking through the wet material of her bikini top and into my chest.

My dick pressed into the soft space between her legs.

I remember it all.

“What are you talking about? Why are you here?”

The door creaks, causing both of us to turn our heads.

“Adam, I’m sorry I’m late,” Luke apologizes.

“No worries. I’ve only been here a few minutes. Besides, I've had a wonderful time talking with Roxanne.”

Luke’s eyes leap to her, as if he didn’t notice she was there until I mentioned it. His slow perusal from her head to her toes makes his interest obvious. “I’m Luke. It’s nice to meet you, Roxanne.”

She takes his hand. “Likewise.”

I clap my hands together once to break up their introduction. Luke never lacks female companionship. As if I’m not already having to work harder than ever to capture her interest. All I need is another dude getting in my way.

When both of them look at me, I ask, “Should we get started?”

“Oh, right. So if you’ll follow me, I need to show you something in the bathrooms you’ll be working on,” Luke says, walking toward a side hallway.

I wink at Roxanne and mouth, “I told you so.” She narrows her eyes, shooting me a glare, and flips me off. I smile, angering her more.

Losing myself in my task, the morning passes quickly. I’ve been working on the ladies’ room expansion, tiling one of the two side walls in the bathroom stalls. The white subway tiles go up easily. After all the tiles I’ve laid in my career, I enjoy the mindlessness of the work.

It gives me more time to think about Roxanne and wonder what she’s doing. I noticed on the sign in the lobby that Manfax is on the second floor. She could be right on top of me now. I smile at the thought.

Seeing her earlier cemented how strong my attraction for her is—and it’s not only physical. Being near her makes me happy, and her quick-to-sass mouth excites me. Even when she scowls, I still can’t resist her.

I clean myself up and head toward the lobby. My stomach’s been growling since mid-morning and I’ve held off as long as I can. My eyes flick toward the elevator. Should I ask Roxanne to lunch?

Deciding to wait until tomorrow, I step outside. Breathing in the fresh air, I pause to figure out where I want to eat. Spotting a familiar cafe, I move down the sidewalk, enjoying the sun’s heat bathing the top of my head and shoulders.

Entering the small cafe, I wait in line before placing my order. Turning around, I scan the tables for a vacancy. My eyes come to a screeching halt when they land on Roxanne, and she’s not alone. Who’s the guy across from her? The one who seems completely enamored with whatever she’s saying. Is this her boyfriend?

Stalking over, I can barely keep myself from scowling. Taking a page from Rex’s book, I imagine dragging him from the chair, my fist meeting his face. I smile at the thought of his nose exploding in a bloody mess.

“Adam, what are you doing here?” Roxanne questions, ripping me from my bloodthirsty thoughts.

“I eat lunch too, Rocky.”

Her lips tighten. “I know you do. I just didn’t expect you to be here.”

“You never know where I might appear.”

“So I’m realizing,” she mutters.

“Who’s your friend?” I ask, nodding toward her companion.

“This is Jerry, one of the private investigators I work with. Jerry, this is Adam. He’s Danika’s future brother-in-law.”

Jerry’s smile is tight as he sizes me up.

Yeah, motherfucker, you should be worried.

“It’s nice to meet you, Adam.” He