business. We have to live together , but we are far from going to be friendly.” She turned to the man and her smile to him took his breath away. “If you’re ready, we can go.”
Coop stood there for several seconds then , grabbing up the newspaper on the end table next to the door, he took a pen from the little vase near the phone and wrote down the license plate number of Mr. BMW. He had no idea why he cared, but he tore off the number of the out of state plate and stuck it in his wallet. Might be useful to pin her murder on the guy if she continued to drive him insane.
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Sin hated dating. She’d been out on three with Rick…sorry , Richard Conway and she decided that this was the last one. Sure , he was funny if you were ten. He was good - looking , she supposed. Not as good - looking a Coop was , but a woman couldn’t be too choos e y.
Coop looked like a man that could put on a tux and look great , or nothing at all and look better. Sin reached out and adjusted the vent to blow in her face. Christ . This was not good.
She decided it was the beard. Not a beard , but a goatee the same warm brown as his hair . The only men she’d been around for ten years were clean shaven. Rules like that were never fucked with in the Army. Sin found herself want ing to brush her lips across his to see if it was soft or bristled. S he was betting soft.
Then there were h is eyes. Men shouldn’t be allow ed to have eyes the color of solferino ; the light purple color was suited more to a methyst or even sapphires , but not eyes. His were beautiful and when he was pissed…which now that she thought of it was most of the time , they darkened. Adjusting the fan again, this time turning up the speed , she thought about how they looked when he was staring at her in the kitchen. Lust and more. Sin would bet that Payton could satisfy without even trying. She would even go so far as to—
“Are you listening to me? I swear I could have had an accident for all the attention you were paying.” Sin glanced over at what’s his name. “Is it because of what happened today?”
She tried to remember what had happened today. Her body was hot, her pussy was wet , and she needed to… “You mean with Mrs. Carson? Oh no…yes, that’s it. I was so worried about her. The doctor said she was going to be fine in a few days.”
“Can you tell me what happened? I mean , if you’re up to it. I know things like that can upset women and make them nervous.”
Sin glanced at him again. He couldn’t be serious. She ’d spent the last ten years in the service and she’d seen more death and even caused a few of her own to last several lifetimes.
Shrugging and not really caring about his ego , she answered. “Nah, didn’t bother me. I’ve seen worse. Much worse. There was this time when the seven of us had to go into a castle in Da N ang , a South Central Coast of Vietnam , and take out this guy who had decided he was going to rule. We snuck in through the side door where the servants would enter and killed nineteen of his guard before we even made it to his bedroom. There were seven more just— ”
“You’re kidding , right? The war in Vietnam ended before we were even born. There is no…you’re pulling my leg.” He laughed . “ You have a very strange sense of humor , Valeria.”
She looked at him sharply. “My name is Sydney or Sin. Actually , I prefer Sin if you don’t mind. How did you find out my middle name anyway? ”
He laughed again. “But Sydney is so common and Sin…well , that just won’t do. Your middle name…well , my mommy thought it would be a good idea to have you investigated before it got too serious. You know, the name Conway can’t be attached to just anyone. We have a great deal of pride in our heritage. ”
Sin looked out the front of the car . Her mood went from lusty to pissy in two mikes …minutes. She needed to remember the civilian way the world spoke . “Heritage , huh? I don’t