Semua Bab One Night Stand With The Unforgettable Stranger: Bab 181 - Bab 190

The phone vibrated on the bedside table before it let out a loud and urgent blaring horn sound that made Lisa sit up with fright. It took her a moment to understand what the awful noise was and when she found the source of it, she was very nearly tempted to throw it across the room to make it shut up. The name and face flashing on the display staid her hand and with a frustrated huff, she swiped the screen to answer it. “Do you have any idea what time it is?” she growled into the phone. “Why yes,” the pleasant voice said on the other end, “it’s after nine.” “Juliet,” Lisa whined, lying back on her pillow and scrunching her eyes closed, “how many times have I told you? Don’t call me before noon because I will be asleep.” “How can you get any work done when you sleep all day?” “Because I work at night,” Lisa replied testily, “which you know and which I’ve told you time and again and which you continue to ignore. I don’t know why I even keep you around.” “Because you love me and be

Lisa smiled for the first time that morning and waited for the waitress to put her steaming plate of breakfast before her. She picked up her knife and fork and dug in, explaining the premise to Juliet as she ate. “He doesn’t just kill anyone,” she said. “He only kills people who, in his mind, deserve it.” “A vigilante, an anti-hero.” “Yes and no,” Lisa went on. “He knows he has a compulsion to kill, but he refuses to let the compulsion control him. His way of controlling it is to choose his victims and he chooses the scum of society. He doesn’t do it to be some sort of avenging hero, and he abhors the thought that people might admire him for what he does. He knows what he does is wrong, but he also knows that if he doesn’t control the compulsion and direct it toward people who deserve to die, then it would only be much worse and he may end up hurting innocents. Oh, and he enjoys it. He likes killing, so he really doesn’t want to give it up.” “And all the while, his host is trying

Mason’s car was low and sleek. An Aston Martin DB10, which Lisa only knew because she researched cars for her characters. She didn’t own a car and therefore didn’t drive, but she did like to look at them and this one was really pretty. It was a dark grey with low-profile tires and custom wheels and as she slid into the leather seat, she knew it must have cost a small fortune and was worth every penny. Mason revved the deep-throated engine and Lisa squeezed her legs together as it rumbled through her body. Was it weird that the sound gave her a thrill more akin to those found in the bedroom? Her cheeks heated at the thought and she turned her head to look out of the window to hide her flush from Mason. Mason handled the car expertly through the downtown traffic and the silence in the car became uncomfortable. Lisa felt like she should say something, but she didn’t know what. Small talk was not one of her strong suits. Put her behind a keyboard and she was verbose but one-on-one, h

Brian walked over to the table carrying a large platter of charred meat. “Chow’s on,” he said with a grim smile splitting his bearded face. Cassie jumped up and led the girls into the kitchen to get the rest of the meal and Mason watched them go. What was he doing here with Lisa? Why had he brought her into his circle of friends? He could blame Becky, but really, secretly, he’d wanted Lisa here. He’d wanted his friends to meet her. Against his better instincts, she was worming her way into his life and that should have set off his warning bells. Instead, he was opening the doors for her and ushering her in. He needed to get laid. Maybe, if he wasn’t so wound up with need, she would lose her appeal. He knew he was lying to himself, but it was a lie of self-preservation. Given the opportunity, he knew he could lose himself in his sexy, weird, and completely captivating neighbor. The trick was never giving himself the opportunity.Lisa couldn’t ever remember feeling t

He pulled into the underground parking garage below their building and she blinked open her eyes and Mason was caught wondering what it would be like to wake up beside her. She smiled sleepily at him and he had to bite back a groan as bloodshot to his groin and his cock began to thicken. How did she do that to him? The sleepy sexy thing had never been his thing, but it seemed to Lisa it was. He turned away from her and got out of the car, taking a moment to breathe deeply and get his attraction under control. She joined him at the lift and they rode up in silence. He followed her out of the elevator and up the stairs to their floor, valiantly trying, and failing, not to look at her arse on the way. When she got to his door, she turned to him and smiled. “Thank you for today,” she said. “I had fun.” He smiled down at her, stepping closer. She took a step back, her eyes darkening, and bumped into the wall beside his door. He stepped closer, needing to be near her one