asked me to move in here. They said the house was too big with so many bedrooms. They have the floor above for their rooms, this is my floor and then the main floor we share,” Shady said.
“What about when you are claimed?” Cajun asked with a frown. “I mean there are three rooms on this floor, this one and two others plus a bathroom.”
“Don’t know, and really don’t care, I am not going to be claimed so it's not a problem,” Shady said and turned back to her computer and worked again dismissing him. With a grin, Cajun walked and planted his ass on the side of the desk.
“Really? I thought all chicks want to be claimed,” Cajun asked with a laugh.
Shady turned to glare at him, “I don’t need any fucking male to know who I am.”
“Huh,” Cajun teased. “I thought chicks like that shit. You know, having a man to take care of.”
Shady’s face went red and her eyes stormy, he wondered if she knew how appealing that made her. “Yeah, well you are fucking wrong, I do not need anyone with a dick hanging telling me how the fuck I should live my life. I make my own decisions and I deal with my own shit.”
“Doesn’t seem like you are doing a good job of that, babe,” Cajun drawled.
“What the fuck are you talking about, you don’t know me, and you don’t know the situation. If I wanted to, I could finish this shit in the blink of an eye. But killing my fuckhead stepbrother is not going to be the only one we have to kill. Trust me, nothing, and I mean nothing, will change if he is gone, it will only get worse. Dom is the only son of my stepfucktard and he will hunt until the end of time for anyone who hurts his baby boy. They have some grand plan that when my stepfuck retires, he will turn over everything to his only son, and he wants me right by his side. Which is why he hasn’t retired yet.”
“Why is he so fucking hot and bothered about that. I mean there are a bunch of women who would probably love to be in that position,” Cajun asked and saw Shady close her eyes at the question. He knew there was something more to the story, and he wasn’t sure if she was going to answer. When she finally spoke, he knew it was not the whole truth, but at least it was something.
“Because it is me. I was the one who escaped and left the family, and to my stepfather, that was like waving a red flag in front of a bull. He doesn’t handle losing well. And me leaving and not going along with his plan, is to him like a loss.” Shady shrugged and Cajun looked at her, yeah there was more to the story but she wasn’t ready to tell.
“Okay,” he said and then stood and looked around. “What is on the schedule for today?”
“I gotta work in a few hours, and I have to drop off my bike at the garage in town. Maxi is going to check the carburetors, she was sputtering earlier,” Shady said gruffly and Cajun nodded.
“Cool, what better detail than to sit at a strip club and guard the hottest dancer there,” he teased and Shady snorted.
“Whatever,” she said. “I am gonna get a shower and then we can go.”
Cajun grinned because he actually saw a tinge of red on the tough-as-nails woman when she realized he would be seeing her strip. Hell, his dick got hard at the thought of seeing her strip, it was gonna be a long evening.
Shady got up and started to go to the bathroom, “Leave the door open.”
She froze, turned, and glared at him. “I am fucking safe in my own bathroom.”
“Well, there is a big window in there and a sniper could get a bead on you,” Cajun said and Shady rolled her eyes.
“Curtains,” she growled.
“Heat sensors,” was all he said. The shower wouldn’t allow them to get an exact location because it would put off heat. However, he didn’t want to take that chance just in case.
Shady glared and stomped into the bathroom but left the door open. Cajun looked out the window, which was on the same side as the window in the bathroom. He didn’t know what he expected