Trying to Score (Assassins) Read online

  “I see you can still be a little dramatic,” Lucas said nonchalantly, even though everything she said hurt a little. He knew he had hurt her, but broke her? Damn.

  “You said you loved me! You’re a liar because you never, ever, ever did! If you did you wouldn’t have fucked my best friend!”

  Lucas couldn’t help but laugh. “Are we really quoting Bruno Mars right now? Do you want me to carry on the next part, and then we can join in together at the chorus?”

  Her eyes got dark with something, maybe lust…or hatred, either way he smiled. When he saw her mouth twitch at the side, fighting the smile that was threatening to show, he couldn’t help but say, “What did you do, sit up all night listening to that song, figuring out ways to use it when you yelled at me?”

  “Fuck you, Lucas!”

  “Anytime baby girl,” Lucas said with a grin. God, she was fun to mess with. The way her face flushed and her eyes narrowed turned him on to the point of no return.

  Damn, she was hot.

  A heated moment passed through them as their gazes locked and their breathing quickened. She could cause him to be hard for weeks with nothing but one look. When she puckered her little lips the way she was doing as she looked at him, he swore he could go right there. He loved her mouth and he loved when she did naughty things with it.

  He loved her.

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  Fallon looked away, she had to. Lucas was giving her that, ‘I’m about to throw you up against a wall and screw your brains out’ look and she couldn’t handle it. Just being in the room with him was making her hot from head to toe. She moved past him, wanting to get to the door so she could kick him out. When she reached it and turned, Lucas took a step towards her, making her take a step back, trapping her between him and the door.

  Fuck. He was too close.

  He gave her a knowing smile as he put both his hands on the wall, trapping her head between them.

  Fuck, Fuck, Fuckity, FUCK!

  “Oh, baby girl, why do you fight it?”

  Fallon took a deep breath, trying her damndest not to be affected by his sexy grin or smoking gray eyes as she looked up at him. “I’ve told you many times, I’ve not your baby girl, and I ain’t fighting anything.”

  Lucas just laughed as he moved in closer, his body only inches from hers. When she felt the heat of him, she wanted to melt into a puddle of goo. He was the best person to sleep with when it was cold, he gave off so much heat that Fallon didn’t even need a blanket when she slept with him.

  Aiden was the same way.

  Before she could say anything, Lucas came in close, his lips so close that if she only moved a little she would be kissing him — something she had thought about a lot since the first night she saw him again. It was something about his lips; the way they were so thin, and with the way he was always biting them, it just made her hot. Period. They were just so damn sexy!

  “Oh, you’re fighting the fact that we are supposed to be naked and in bed, baby girl and I need you to quit, because we both know that I’ll do you good. That we’re good together.”

  Forming words wasn’t happening. Fallon knew she looked like a fish gasping for air as she looked up at him. How dare he? Be just so blunt about the fact that they used to have spectacular sex, but never again. She would never do it, she just couldn’t.

  Right?

  Lucas slowly moved his hand to the side of her throat and Fallon knew he felt her pulse going nuts. She felt like her heart was about to bust out of her chest.

  “I know I still affect you, and damn baby girl, you just don’t understand what you still do to me,” he whispered before moving his nose against hers.

  Fallon’s eyes closed slowly as she took in a choppy breath. Fallon knew she was losing the battle against resisting him; he was too smooth, too sexy, and Lord knew, she wanted to get laid. What was the big deal? Have some fun, chuck some deuces and never talk to him again.

  But she just couldn’t do it.

  Fallon moved her hands up his strong hard chest before stopping and pushing him away. She caught him off guard and he stumbled backwards. He looked at her confused while all she could think was that she could never sleep with him again. For one, he had hurt her more than anyone ever had and, two, she still hadn’t told him about Aiden. Not that she was going to, because this was over now.

  “You lost me, and you’ll never have me again. Stay away from me Lucas, I mean it.”

  Fallon moved past him as the tears threaten to fall. Why did it feel like she was breaking up with him all over again? Why did he affect her like this? Why wasn’t she over him? Why did she ask the same questions over and over again! Damn it, she needed an answer!

  Oh God, she still loved him.

  She had to brace herself against her desk as she took in deep long breaths. How? How did she still love him after everything he did to her? After everything she lost when she came home pregnant with Aiden, and how she had struggled since. He didn’t deserve her love. He didn’t deserve anything from her but Fallon still loved him, she had never stopped and she couldn’t understand it.

  Fallon whipped around, anger filling her as she glared over at Lucas. He stood there with his cocky grin that drove her half past mad, and she decided then that she was done with Lucas Brooks.

  “Why are you still here? Go, never come back.”

  “You don’t mean it,” he said confidently as he fell back into the chair that sat in front of her desk. “Not only are you trying to convince me that you don’t want me, but you are trying to convince yourself. Is it working?”

  Fallon rolled her eyes. “I do mean it, you jerk, so go.”

  “I’m not going anywhere until you come over here and sit on my lap. Maybe give me a sweet kiss from those naughty lips of yours,” he said, crossing his legs and smiling over at her.

  Unfortunately, Fallon’s breath caught but she recovered well, glaring and dismissing him with her hand. “Go, or I’ll call security.”

  Lucas let out a gut-busting laugh before looking over at her with a look that said he didn’t believe her at all.

  “Yeah, right.”

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  Fallon called fucking security on him.

  He couldn’t believe it. He was convinced he had gotten through to her when he had her up against the wall, but nope. She had him thrown out on his ass, in the cold.

  What the hell?

  Lucas stood in front of the doors of Rocky Top Wines, not knowing what to do. All his plans did not work, which freaking blew his mind because before they would have. Fallon was easy to make happy — buy some lip gloss and flowers and the girl was goo in his hands, but now he was stuck. He didn’t know what to do. He didn’t know the new Fallon, and she wasn’t giving him a chance to get to know her.

  “Damn it!” he yelled out just as a curvy little brunette came around the corner. She looked up at him and Lucas froze. She was a thicker version of Fallon. She wore a bright yellow sweater dress with thigh high black boots that had chains all over them.

  “I know you!” she gushed, pointing at him.

  “You do?” he asked, “’cause I think I might know you.”

  “No you don’t know me, but you know my sissy. I’m Fallon’s sister, Audrey, and you’re Lucas Brooks.”

  Lucas gave her a smirk. “I am.”

  “Why are you standing outside my office building? There couldn’t be a chance of my sister coming down to meet you?” she asked with a big grin.

  “No, not at all. She just had me thrown out by security.”

  Audrey started giggling before rolling her eyes. “Goodness me, she’s so dramatic. So again, why are you standing out here?”

  “’Cause I’m thinking of my next plan. I’m a very persistent type of guy,” Lucas said before giving her his best smirk.

  Audrey smiled sweetly at him. “You’re a smooth one, no wonder she’s so taken with you.”