Sandy looked up into my eyes. “I just came here to ask you a favor.”
This last line was delivered with her killer move; licking her lips. This little gesture was so seductive, it sent out such a wave of lust, I swear she bought it from a local voodoo priestess. She’d most likely used the money from my checking account.
“Whatever it is, the answer is no.”
She tugged lightly on the sleeve of my shirt like a little kid. Looking back at her was a mistake. She pulled out her pout weapon. Maybe it was a two for one special from the voodoo priestess. She was really going for the full treatment right off the bat.
“Troy, I just need somewhere to crash for a day or two, that’s all. Three days tops and I will be out of your life.” Sandy’s begging was accompanied by her acrylic nails tickling the inside of my elbow.
“You are out of your ever loving, fucking mind if you think I’ll let you through that door.” I blocked her face with my palm. “Don’t even try to bat your eyelashes at me.”
She leaned in, pointing her cute little button nose up at me. While distracted by the closeness of her freckles, she slipped her hands under my greasy t-shirt. In a wave of fingers and nails, she ran her hands up my stomach and chest. Unfortunately, I was unable to suppress my reaction as I sucked in some air.
I pushed her back gently. “Sandy, there is nothing you can possibly do to change my mind. You have put me through hell and I would be dumber than a monkey on crack to let you back into my life.” |
