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CONAN

H allie chats away about how her friend has an art gallery show tomorrow night and how her calves are killing her from Pilates.

I haven’t spoken back much, because quite honestly, just hearing her yap her heart away is soothing.

She’s happy to chat, I’m good with keeping my mouth shut and listening. Although her phone keeps buzzing in the cup holder, but no calls are coming through her system. It’s irritating.

“You wanna see what it is?” I ask.

She keeps glancing at it and frowning.

“You wanna just look for me? I can’t be bothered to pull over. My passcode is 141069.”

“Sure.”

I type it in and swipe at the notifications. Some sort of security camera app telling her someone is in her house.

“Hallie. Do you live with anyone?”

“Me and my dog. Why?”

“Well, it’s saying someone is in your house, darlin’.”

I scratch at my head.

“It says I can live view, want me to?”

I don’t wanna overstep a boundary, but I want her to be safe. Fuck it. I left my gun in my Bugatti.

“Er. Yeah. It’ll probably be Bertie up to mischief.”

I click the button and the sound blares through the system. My mouth drops open as I’m watching some random pale-assed guy rail a blonde model-type woman.

“Conan. What the fuck is that?”

Her face pales.

“Pull over.”

I don’t wanna die in a Shelby. At least not one I’m not driving.

She does as I say, her hands shaking as I hand her the phone. Her hand covers her mouth as she gasps.

“That motherfucker,” she spits out.

“Who is he?” I ask.

I know the answer, but I want to hear it.

“This bastard was my boyfriend. One I was probably going to dump, but, not the point. The fuck does he think he’s doing in my goddamn house?!”

Her fingers squeeze her phone so tight they go white. So I peel it out of her grip.

“What a fucking idiot he is,” I mutter.

“He’s the idiot? More like I am. How embarrassing.”

A tear rolls down her cheek, and I instinctively lean over to wipe it away.

“Don’t cry over this ass. Looks like he’s a shit lay anyway. You can do better.”

I pause as she sucks in a shaky breath and looks into my eyes.

And there it is, I’m lost in them.

“I have an idea that might make you feel better.”

Finn may kill me for this, but this is my kinda therapy… the revenge type. And I feel Hallie may enjoy it too.

And I’m a guy. I know hurting our ego is the best way to get us.

“I’m listening.”

I stroke a stray strand of her silky hair behind her ear.

“We go and teach him a lesson. He’s not expecting you back, I assume?”

She shakes her head.

“Okay. Picture this. We crash through the door, your legs wrapped around my waist. We’re tearing each other’s clothes off.

I’m kissing the life out of you. You’re moaning in my mouth.

We ignore him and his pathetic performance.

We give them something to watch that’s far more exciting. Show him you do it better.”

Her pretty eyes go wide and I chuckle, pushing down my erection that’s growing.

That sounds fucking perfect.

A naughty smirk tugs at her lips. I can’t tear my eyes from them.

“I… like that plan.”

“You in? We fuck with him. He doesn’t deserve your tears, trouble. Let’s make him pay. Then we kick his sorry ass out of your house.”

Her beaming grin only excites me.

“You sure you wanna get involved in this? What if it turns nasty? He boxes, he might punch you or something.”

A deep chuckle vibrates through my chest.

“Hallie. You think this skinny-ass man has a chance? I’d knock him out even if that glass was still sticking out of my leg. Don’t you worry about me.”

She blows out a breath.

“And the whole kissing part, that doesn’t bother you?”

I rub my hand over my face.

How is she this unsure of herself? She’s a knockout. Funny and pretty damn cool.

“Hallie. I’m damn sure any man that walks this earth would never, ever turn down a kiss from you.”

Her cheeks heat and she goes to turn away, but instead I grip her chin to keep her eyes on me.

“It’s your turn to be a good girl and show this scumbag that he ain’t shit. Fuck him for disrespecting you.”

Her bottom lip trembles, and I run my thumb along it.

This is not how I anticipated my night going, but I’m fucking glad it did turn out like this.

“Now, we’re going to park this loud-ass car a block or so away from your house. We gotta keep the element of surprise. Then, we initiate phase two… getting it on.” I give her a wink.

She giggles and my chest swells, making me rub against my skin.

“Okay, bossy.”

I tut.

“Trouble, you have no idea. Now drive.”

I lean back in my seat, adjusting my cock to try and hide how turned on I am.

It only gets worse as she races us back to her house.

The whole time I’m picturing bending her over the hood and spanking her tight ass.

Fuck.

This guy truly is the dumbest man on the planet. How could he let her slip through his fingers like this?