8 Tension in The House 3.2

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I hear the shower run, and humming coming from inside, It's a sound all to well of a not so distant past. Anna often hummed in the shower whether I was waiting for her to finish and in the room to give Ren a report I would hear her hum. How I had envisioned in the past of just going in and joining her, being the man next to her. I close my eyes remembering her beauty. I can still see her as if it was yesterday till her face is replaced with red curly hair, freckles, blue eyes, long lashes, small face, a button nose that you could kiss and lips soft and kissed red naturally you want to just take them. Fuck what the hell am I doing with Jenny in my head.

I growl in annoyance at myself, here I thought after I went out to that club, I'd been fine but every fucking girl I saw. Everyone that came on to me, all I could see was her. I was in the middle of making out ready to seal the deal when all I could see was, not Anna like before but Jenny under me. This was bad she was a client, and so fucking reachable then my last obsession. However, there was no time for this shit, I needed to keep my head in the game. Just because my dick wants to come out and play for one night to get her out of my system, doesn't mean I need to listen to it. I'm in control and that woman has no control, just look at this place. I sigh one more time getting to work first I needed to get all her damn clothes out of the bags and into the wash or into the hamper.

I buckle down trying to ignore the sound of the shower and the woman who was now stepping into the running water. I make quick work of separating each bag and saving what I can. I recall what happened the night before. After I had left here, I had every desire to go to a club last night but after I got there looking around, I felt like a bigger scrum bag. I ordered a beer hoping to settle my nerves I needed to get a fucking grip on myself. I turn around scanning the bar. Smell of smoke and booze was thick. The tunes are more tech than what I'm used to, but I don't necessarily hate it. I wasn't a dancer though I was more of a watcher. Just like everything in my life. I watched, gathered information and planned from the shadows, and only took action when a well thought out plan was devised. So why with this brat had I been diving head first full steam ahead without a plan or observation no plan I just jump in. I take another long swig the. The DJ could be scene across the room up high above the crowd spinning his tunes.

"He tough guy." A sexy purr came from a hot skinny little thing in a fire red dress who takes a seat up next to me. Her flirtatious smile tells me everything I need to know. She's was looking for some loving last night, that's good because I needed a distraction last night. That's what I thought when I smiled back at her.

"Hey darling." I Say sweetly. My phone suddenly rings. I frown seeing the number when I answering it, I smile at the sexy brunette and turn and walk out.

I take a deep breath before speaking "Hello Anna. Is there something wrong?" I look up at the starts for first time in long time my chest doesn't feel tight talking to her. I learned Ren was coming into town and wants to see me. Going home instead of back into the brunette that most likely was still waiting for me to make her night I clean up all the bottles of bourbon and scotch, dumping them down the drain. There was no way I was letting my brother see the shit show I had become. More importantly I needed to figure out how to deal with the typhoon and this because she's pushing just the right buttons and its just the first day. Can't decided if I want to kill her or kiss her to shut her up. Anna was easy, she was easy she was honest with how she felt and was strong willed. This girl she's a storm blowing in, never knowing what she's thinking. Unpredictable disorganized, her life always running around and, in a mess, I could never run my life like this and wouldn't want to.

I had started 2nd load of clothes. When the doorbell rings. I look out the peep hole ready my gun at the ready. I see Miranda I unlock the door and let her in.

The bathroom door creaks open and Jenny's head pops out her curls wet fall down int eyes. Sorry Miranda Running late I'll be ready soon. I catch a look at her body as he goes to shut the door but not fast enough. Fuck she looked good. I storm off desperate to do dishes welcoming the distraction.

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I can't help the evil little happy smile I express on my face, when I notice Maliki's reaction. I know what he wants or is thinking. Score one point got me.