AnguiSH by Lila Felix Read Free Book Online Page B

getting off your high horse.”
                  I clapped my hands. “Ok, ok, you win.”
                  She laughed and it sobered me.  She had the sexiest laugh I’d ever heard.  It rang a song down in her chest and in mine.
                  “What time, slave driver?”
                  “Depends,” she shrugged.
                  “Depends on what?”
                  “Depends on whether or not you want breakfast.  I make some mean French toast.  But I’m not sure if it stacks up to his highness’ standards.  But then again, anything is better than Frosted Flakes.”
                  “French toast sounds great Ash.”  Did I just call her Ash?
                  “Ok, in that case, six a.m.  And one more thing.”
                  I bit my lips to stop myself from laughing.
                  “Name it,”  This should be rich.
                  “I’m gonna be wearing a pair of shorts tomorrow.  Try not to pick a perch and stare at my ass all day like you did when I was cleaning.”  She winked at me and walked out.  And I thought I’d been so stealth about the whole thing.  Damn, I was so wrong.

 
                  Ash
     
                  Holy shit!  I couldn’t believe I just said that to him.  But I had to.  He had to know that he wasn’t quite the ninja he thought he was.  And I needed help tomorrow.  That backyard resembled a sugar cane field.
                  I’d gone out earlier that day to mow the grass since it looked like the greatest case of ridiculous I’d ever come across.  This big beautiful house with all of its crown molding, granite countertops and maple staircase to sit next to that wasteland they called a backyard was a travesty.  I called Mrs. Collins about it before I started, just in case it was a no, or something that would set Breaker off. 
                  She’d told me about his affliction in our meeting and what she wanted me to do about it and how much she’d pay me to do it.  There was no way I could ever make that much money anywhere else, not to mention, I wouldn’t have to find a place to live. 
                  And I felt like I could help.  My mother had been somewhat the same way but she was paranoid about aliens and demons and such.  She wasn’t afraid of people at all.  Mrs. Collins had been very thorough.  She knew what was in my background.  She also knew I had no money for a dorm and none to pay for college.  So she made me an offer I couldn’t resist. 
                  Except, I didn’t know I’d actually start to like Breaker. 
                  He didn’t fit the mold I’d so carefully carved.  He wasn’t so incredibly handsome, but when he smarted off to me the dimples in his cheeks came to life.  And when I surprised him by telling him I saw him watching me, his gray eyes gleamed.  I had to remember I was here to do a job, not bag a boyfriend. 
                  The next morning, I awoke at six and got dressed in a white tank top and some cut off shorts.  I threw on some tennis shoes and put my hair up in a bun. Bread, eggs and milk in hand, I started breakfast.  Breaker wasn’t up yet and I knew that I’d eventually have to go up there and knock on his door to wake him up. 
                  I made stacks of French toast and decided to go the extra mile and made sausage too.  I had everything ready and his lazy ass still wasn’t up.  I took the stairs two at a time and reached his door.  I knocked and the door flew open revealing a smiling Breaker wearing basketball shorts, an old Rage Against the Machine t shirt and a ball cap.  Forget what I said before about him being incredibly handsome.  He was hot. 
                  “Now who’s staring?” he laughed and I slapped the