Chapter 13
Reid
I shifted my truck into park and stared at the front door to the LaCroix residence, a sprawling single-story mansion on the ocean. A salt-scented breeze blew in through my opened window, and my mind turned to whiskey-colored eyes and a sweet smile.
Ducking and running had been a s**t move.
I should have just jerked off in the bathroom and crawled back into bed with her. Should have pulled her up against me, breathed in her strawberry scent, and enjoyed the fantasy of softening my heart and letting her in for just a few hours longer. Should have taken advantage of every second beside her. f**k the fact that I didn’t want to like her too much, and also f**k the fact I could have fallen for her and ended up with another broken heart.
She’d been my last job of the weekend
