Troy to hate me for being here. I know he was probably used to being alone at home and now he had me thrown into his lap.
“You’re not. I don’t mind you being here, Marley. Now, can we shut up and watch the show?” He glanced over at me, a shit eating grin on his face.
“You’re an ass,” I shouted, grabbing the pillow from behind my back and threw it at him.
“I’ve been told that before. You’ll get used to it.” He turned his attention back to the TV and relaxed into the couch.
I leaned back into the couch and also turned back to the TV. I didn’t want Troy to regret having me here. If he wanted to watch TV and not be disturbed, I’d give him that. He was, after all, here to protect me. It was the least I could do.
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Chapter 13
Troy
“I’m starving,” Marley whined from the couch.
I glanced over, seeing her holding her stomach and giving me puppy dog eyes. Did she think that I wasn’t going to feed her? I hit the display button on the remote and saw it was past eight o’ clock. We had just binge watched six episodes of The Walking Dead nonstop and I was feeling a bit hungry too. “Pizza?”
“Oh my God, hell yes!” Marley screeched, sitting up and bounced on her knees like a kid excited for Christmas morning.
“Bring it down a notch there, Sunshine.” I pulled my phone out of my pocket, laughing at Marley. “What do you want on it?”
“Everything. I mean everything. ” She got up and stood in front of my chair, holding her hand out.
“Gross. And what the hell are you holding your hand out for?”
“Give me the phone. Mike knows exactly what I want.” She wiggled her fingers at me, waiting for me to hand the phone over.
“Mike, from Pizza Heaven?” I asked. She had only been here for a month. How the hell did she know the owner of Pizza Heaven?
“Yes. I order pizza at least three times a week. We’ve developed quite a relationship. I feel it might be becoming serious.”
“He’s fucking sixty years old!” I had known Mike for my whole life. I can remember going and eating pizza when I was six. He had a beer gut then and it still was there. Marley must really love pizza.
“I know, ass. Now, give me the phone.” She lunged at me, trying to grab the phone.
I quickly raised my hand over my head and blocked her with my other arm. “You don’t know what you’re asking for, Sunshine,” I warned.
“Yes, I do. I want your phone. It’ll be easier if I order.” She punched me in the stomach and dove onto the chair with me, trying to reach the phone.
She knocked the wind out of me, but I didn’t lower my hand from above my head. Son of a bitch, she played dirty. “You don’t play fair,” I grunted.
“That’s the one thing Gravel taught me that I’ve never forgotten. Win at all costs.” She was sprawled out on top of me, her body flush with mine.
“Even if that means to play dirty,” I asked, grabbing her right arm and pinned it behind her back.
“Yes. Even below the belt.” She was face to face with me, her lips inches away from mine.
“You’re not getting the phone,” I vowed.
“Oh yeah? Is that a challenge?”
“No, it’s a promise.”
“No,” she whispered. I leaned forward, closing the gap between us, and brushed my lips against her’s.
“I’ve missed you,” she moaned.
“Me too, Sunshine.” I deepened the kiss, savoring the feel and taste of her. Son of a bitch did I miss Marley. I tried telling myself for the past few days that she was just a one night stand, but there was no denying the chemistry and pull we had for one another. I released her arm from behind her back and grabbed her ass. I forgot how good she felt in my arms.
“Mmm, you play dirty, too, Troy,” she whispered in between kisses.
“I told you not to mess with me.”
“If this is me messing with you, I think I’ll do this regularly.” She delved her fingers into my hair and pressed her lips against mine. I opened my mouth, wanting to
“You’re not. I don’t mind you being here, Marley. Now, can we shut up and watch the show?” He glanced over at me, a shit eating grin on his face.
“You’re an ass,” I shouted, grabbing the pillow from behind my back and threw it at him.
“I’ve been told that before. You’ll get used to it.” He turned his attention back to the TV and relaxed into the couch.
I leaned back into the couch and also turned back to the TV. I didn’t want Troy to regret having me here. If he wanted to watch TV and not be disturbed, I’d give him that. He was, after all, here to protect me. It was the least I could do.
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Chapter 13
Troy
“I’m starving,” Marley whined from the couch.
I glanced over, seeing her holding her stomach and giving me puppy dog eyes. Did she think that I wasn’t going to feed her? I hit the display button on the remote and saw it was past eight o’ clock. We had just binge watched six episodes of The Walking Dead nonstop and I was feeling a bit hungry too. “Pizza?”
“Oh my God, hell yes!” Marley screeched, sitting up and bounced on her knees like a kid excited for Christmas morning.
“Bring it down a notch there, Sunshine.” I pulled my phone out of my pocket, laughing at Marley. “What do you want on it?”
“Everything. I mean everything. ” She got up and stood in front of my chair, holding her hand out.
“Gross. And what the hell are you holding your hand out for?”
“Give me the phone. Mike knows exactly what I want.” She wiggled her fingers at me, waiting for me to hand the phone over.
“Mike, from Pizza Heaven?” I asked. She had only been here for a month. How the hell did she know the owner of Pizza Heaven?
“Yes. I order pizza at least three times a week. We’ve developed quite a relationship. I feel it might be becoming serious.”
“He’s fucking sixty years old!” I had known Mike for my whole life. I can remember going and eating pizza when I was six. He had a beer gut then and it still was there. Marley must really love pizza.
“I know, ass. Now, give me the phone.” She lunged at me, trying to grab the phone.
I quickly raised my hand over my head and blocked her with my other arm. “You don’t know what you’re asking for, Sunshine,” I warned.
“Yes, I do. I want your phone. It’ll be easier if I order.” She punched me in the stomach and dove onto the chair with me, trying to reach the phone.
She knocked the wind out of me, but I didn’t lower my hand from above my head. Son of a bitch, she played dirty. “You don’t play fair,” I grunted.
“That’s the one thing Gravel taught me that I’ve never forgotten. Win at all costs.” She was sprawled out on top of me, her body flush with mine.
“Even if that means to play dirty,” I asked, grabbing her right arm and pinned it behind her back.
“Yes. Even below the belt.” She was face to face with me, her lips inches away from mine.
“You’re not getting the phone,” I vowed.
“Oh yeah? Is that a challenge?”
“No, it’s a promise.”
“No,” she whispered. I leaned forward, closing the gap between us, and brushed my lips against her’s.
“I’ve missed you,” she moaned.
“Me too, Sunshine.” I deepened the kiss, savoring the feel and taste of her. Son of a bitch did I miss Marley. I tried telling myself for the past few days that she was just a one night stand, but there was no denying the chemistry and pull we had for one another. I released her arm from behind her back and grabbed her ass. I forgot how good she felt in my arms.
“Mmm, you play dirty, too, Troy,” she whispered in between kisses.
“I told you not to mess with me.”
“If this is me messing with you, I think I’ll do this regularly.” She delved her fingers into my hair and pressed her lips against mine. I opened my mouth, wanting to
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