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Bonnie fumed and snapped at him. She was really worried and in no mood for his sarcasm.”You know what I mean. What did my father say to you……”David laughed at her reaction, cutting her off. He shook his head, giving her a look that blatantly called her a fool. “I will tell you what I think. Don’t waste your time here, princess. Go back to your rich neighborhood, your fancy car and your fancier friends.”She was so angry, she nearly cried. It had always been that way. She never shed a tear over pain or hurt feelings, but let her get really mad, and she bawled like an infant. His attitude toward her situation infuriated her. David stopped at a traffic light, and she jerked her door open, trying to step out. His long hard fingers immediately wrapped around her upper arm, preventing her from leaving.“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” he yelled.“Let me go.” She was proud of her feral tone. “Did you hear me? Get your hands off me.” She struggled, pulling against his hold.“Dammit
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“I see.” Bonnie said quietly. She wasn’t sure how she felt about him hanging around her and watching her, but at least this way she didn’t have to always be worried about her father finding her and forcing her to go home anymore. This way, she could get what she wanted. “My apartment is close to here. You can drop me off and be on your way” “I don’t think so” David replied. “I won’t be doing a good job of watching you if i left you alone, would i?” “What did you say?” She asked. He didn’t reply, but let her figure out what he meant by herself. When she did, her mouth opened, but all that came out was, “Oh God.” Lifting one dark eyebrow, David felt triumphant. She was already realizing the implications of insisting not to go back to her parents…He hid his chuckle and said, “Come again?” Bonnie shook her head, then at the same time said, “Nothing…” She heaved a sigh, straightened her back, and then nodded. “Okay. I think we could try and see how it goes.” David stared at her, tr
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Crystal Lakes, as exclusive and ritzy as it was, sat only about twenty-five minutes from the lower east side. It was one of those areas where you could feel the gradual change as you left hell and entered heaven. The grass started looking greener, the business district slipped away, and eventually everything was clean and untainted. Bonnie pointed out her house, a small white one, with a front porch. It looked as if it had been standing there for more than a hundred years, and was surprisingly different from the newer, immense homes recently built in the area. There were lights in every window, providing a sense of warmth. All in all, the place was impressive, but not quite what he’d expected. Somehow, he’d envisioned her stationed in real money. Any truly successful businessperson could afford this house. David stared around the isolated grounds. “So you decided to live here by yourself?” She nodded, not quite looking at him, her hands clasped nervously in her lap. “And th
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He braced his hands on the door frame, deliberately looming over her. "From this second on, I call the shots, with no arguments from you. If you really want to continue to stay here, you'll do as I tell you, whatever I tell you." He waited until she'd backed all the way into the kitchen, then he added, "You understand all that?" Bonnie's mouth opened twice, but nothing came out. She was too stunned to think rationally, too appalled to react with any real thought. David dropped his arms and stepped completely into the kitchen, watching her, and by reflex alone, she started sidling toward the hall door. She had made a terrible mistake. Her instincts had been off by a long shot. David's smile was pure wickedness. "Where ya' goin', Bon Bon?" "I, ah, I just thought of something..." she replied. Like a loud blast, his laugh erupted, filling the silence of the kitchen. She halted, a spark of suspicion beginning to form. "What is so funny?" "The look on your face. Did you think
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He hesitated another moment, then stepped outside, pulling the door shut behind him. Bonnie watched through the window as his car drove away, wondering where he was going, or what he was going to do, but knowing she didn't have the right to ask. Perhaps he had a lady friend waiting for him. Of course he does, Bonnie, she told herself. A man like him probably has dozens of women. But they're not ladies. He wouldn't want a lady. And for some reason, that thought sent a small, forbidden thrill curling through her insides. ________________________ Anger and frustration were not a good combination. David didn't understand himself. Or more to the point, he didn't understand his reaction to Bonnie. He'd been a hairbreadth away from kissing her. Not a sweet little peck. No, he'd wanted his tongue in her mouth, his lips covering hers, feeling her urgency. He'd wanted, dammit, to devour her completely. And she would have loved it, he could tell that much from her racing pulse and he
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Spread across David’s coffee table, several papers were scattered, including his laptop, phone and gun. The faint smell of lemon lingered in the air, a scent that reminded him of the late Rick Sanchez house. Rick had been obsessed with Pine-Sol like it was a geriatric version of crack cocaine. Everything, including the hardwood floors, had been doused in the stuff. David had spent many of his afternoons after school using the hallway downstairs in the quiet home as a Slip N Slide. Rick had always kept everything neat and clean, to the point that it was borderline disturbing, which explained why David, as an adult, couldn’t stand things to be displaced or messy. Everything had to be in order and have a purpose. And what was resting on his coffee table definitely was not a part of the plan—of any plan. David took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “Well, shit on a shitter.” Rick rolled over in his grave. He had always hated cussing, and while David tried to remember and live by wh
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She glanced around the room, taking in the apartment's minimal furnishings: a couch, a small table with two chairs, a few lamps, a stereo, but no television. His bedroom sat off to the right, where the open door allowed her to see a small night table and a rumpled bed. The kitchen was merely a room divided by a small, three-foot bar. He liked the place, even though the neighborhood was rough and the tenants noisy. It wasn't home, but then he'd never really had a home, at least not one of his own. He'd lived with Rick Sanchez a while, and that had seemed as close as he'd ever get to having a family. But that was before Rick died. Ever since, his life had been centered on taking care of Rick’s daughter. Where he lived was a trivial matter. He waited to see Bonnie's reactions to the apartment, but she didn't so much as blink. After a brief smile, she set the basket on the table, then opened it with a flourish. David had to say something…. “I know it’s not really a hotel as i said
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"That we're strangers, or that we're going to be spending a lot of time together?" She blinked, then looked away. "How long have you been...ah...doing this. I mean how long have you been a private investigator" "And bodyguard?" "Yes." There was another bright blush on her cheeks. David wondered how she kept from catching fire as she did that a lot. "A while," he said, keeping his answer vague. "You...you like it?" Good Lord. He laid down his fork and stared at her. She was the most unpredictable woman he'd ever met. Watching her eyes, he said, "I get paid for it. So yeah." She sucked in her breath. The fork she had in front of her held a piece of sausage, ready to fall off. She looked guilty. "I'm sorry that I asked. I just wanted to get to know you better. Just because we're stuck together doesn't mean that we can't be friends, but I get it and I'll try not to ask anymore personal questions" She trembled, then put down her fork, folding her hands in her lap. David
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