He stalked over to Roxanne, who still looked jolted and gently nudged her out the door. Sadie followed behind him. He turned and his eyes met hers before the door closed. She locked the door and leaned back against it. Those green eyes sent her a promise. A promise she hoped he’d keep.
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Stone tracked Roxanne’s steps down the stairs, the cool air felt like cold water splashing over his face. Wake up, man. Roxanne jumped in the truck quickly with Stone following in the driver seat. There was an urgency about this situation—the job needed to be done and over, this was the priority. This assignment had been mishandled from the beginning. Usually they were meticulous. They anticipated problems or issues before they happened. Their jobs went according to plan. Everything about this job had become complicated and difficult. Throw Sadie in the mix, it was a complete clusterfuck.
Stone started the truck, backed out, and headed to the meeting point. Shitty timing was always coming between him and Sadie. When he got the text, he was pissed. But he knew the job came first, it had to. He should have left immediately after the message. Then, when the calls started, he knew he had to leave, but still he stayed, touching her and kissing her. Finally, being with her. Really being with her. Her guarded walls came down and so did his. He’d never been with a woman who made him feel, made him want to open up, but Sadie did all of it. There was no denying his desire and that he wanted her but he needed more from her, not just the sex. After making her moan from pleasure and gasp his name past her lips, he wanted her voice in his ear, cuddled close in his arms, feeling the safety of his protective hold. She would open up even more to him giving her story, her past. He’d already read her file but he wanted to hear it from her. This woman just made him want for everything. And her future? Fuck! He couldn’t allow himself to think that far because if he did, he’d want to be part of it. His frustration was building throughout his body. The job came first but at this moment, he wanted nothing else than to be back at her place with her hands on him. She’s just some girl. He chanted it twice in his head hoping to get his mind back to where it needed to be. But he was too far gone, past the point of no return with her. A soft evil snicker whispered the truth. Sadie was never just some girl.
Stone released a heavy sigh as he tapped on the steering wheel. They were about fifteen minutes away from the meeting point. Stone was sure he would hear shit from Ethan about not answering the phone. He deserved it. The job was the reason they were in Cedar Bluff. He needed to get his head out of Sadie’s trailer and back to the job. She was a distraction. An unrelenting irresistible distraction. Mine.
“Sorry to barge in back there,” Roxanne said softly, her face serious.
Stone was so far in his own head, he’d almost forgotten Roxanne was sitting next to him. He reached over the console and patted her hand that rested on her knee.
“It’s all good, Rox. I should have been out sooner.” He exhaled. “But I was preoccupied.”
Roxanne smirked and snorted. “Oh, I know.”
They continued the drive with the music being the only sound. The usually talkative Roxanne was eerily quiet. Stone was sure her mind was on the job. This assignment had become almost personal for all of them. They had to see it through.
Roxanne broke the silence. “She’s really pretty.”
“Yeah,” Stone answered, keeping his eyes on the road. Discussing Sadie with his sister was not something he wanted to do right now.
“And she seems sweet.”
Stone was silent.
“And a little sassy, too.” Roxanne giggled. “‘I’m his side piece’, that was awesome!”
“Yeah.” Stone rolled his eyes at hearing Roxanne repeat Sadie’s words. He had almost flipped on her when she said that. As if she’d ever be just a side piece to him. Hearing her even joke about herself that way had him livid.
“Ya picked a good one, big brother.”
He did. Sadie was a good one, the only one.
Stone smirked. He looked over to Roxanne who was grinning.
“Now don’t screw it up.”
Stone laughed.
He pulled into the dirt driveway and drove two miles in. As he came closer to the shack, he saw T’s truck and Ethan’s car to the left, and a black Jeep on the right.
Everybody was here.
Roxanne and Stone got out of the truck and walked toward the shed.
This meeting wouldn’t end until they came up with a plan to finally close the file on this job.
Chapter Eight
“Hey Willie!” Sadie greeted with a wave.
“Hey Sadie!” he said, looking up from the grill.
She rushed to the break room to dump her stuff in the locker. She was a few minutes late. She had spent extra time adding a bit more makeup and playing with her hair. She never put much effort into getting ready for work, but knowing Stone was coming in to see her, she wanted to.
Sadie walked out to see Tracey, the new waitress, slither out of Bernie’s office adjusting the buttons on the top of her uniform. It didn’t take a genius to figure out what was happening inside. Sadie’s immediate thought was Slutbag.
“Oh, hey girl, how’s things?” Tracey said as she walked past her.
Sadie gave her best fake smile. “Things are great.” Slutbag.
Sadie walked on by and hoped Tracey didn’t start talking to her again. Before she could get to the floor doors, Bernie called her to come into his office. Sadie turned around and walked by Tracey again as she headed to the dining room. Sadie swore she saw a smug look on Tracey’s face. Slutbag!
Sadie knocked only as a courtesy and walked into
