Chapter 4

Dodge

HURT MOVED ACROSS SIERRA’S FACE as I sucked in a breath at the sight of her tear. Moving her hand and wiping it away, she gave me a weak smile. “I see. So this case is just a way to prove to daddy you’ve got what it takes to win one, right?”

Shaking my head, I whispered, “No.”

Tilting her head, Sierra glared at me. “I mean, yes and no. It’s not just about winning this case, Sierra. I . . . I can’t stand to think what all that fucker did to you, and I want to take him down.”

Nodding her head, she looked down. “So, is your receptionist helping you with my case at a bar or something, Dodge? Is that how you review files? Is that your idea of going over my file? I mean I am the client, so I expect certain things from you. Or maybe you and the receptionist were hitting your old stomping grounds. I heard you liked to fuck girls over your desk.”

Holy shit. Sierra was jealous I was out with Karen. What the fuck? She’s the one leaving to go spend time with her new boy-toy.

“We were having dinner and a drink and then I was heading home, if it’s any of your business.” The sad thing was, that was exactly what was going to happen. Once Karen opened her mouth and began talking, I was instantly turned off and the only thing I could think about through dinner was Sierra.

Swallowing hard, Sierra glanced back to me. “No, it isn’t any of my business. I’m sorry.” Shaking her head, she looked at the ground. “It’s just been a really shit-filled day, and knowing Robert was in my house while I was in the bath just kind of has me freaked out. Listen, I’m sorry I even bothered you, but you said to call you if Robert tried anything.”

My mouth dropped open. “What? You were home when he was there?”

Sierra’s eyes looked lost and that threw me. I’d never seen her like that. Her guard was down and her eyes were filled with sadness. “I just want to go find a hotel, Dodge. I’m tired and I can’t deal with all of this right now. I rushed out of my house without anything.”

Panic set in for some reason. Not wanting her to leave, I grabbed her by the arms. “Sierra, look at me.”

Closing her eyes, she whispered, “I can’t.” Shaking her head, she pushed me away and quickly got into her car as I stood there and watched her pull away. What in the hell happened just now? She went from completely pissed off to . . . defeated.

“Is everything okay, Aaron?”

Closing my eyes, I let out a frustrated sigh. “Yeah, Karen, do you mind if we call it a night? I’ve got to get caught up on Sierra’s case.”

Karen licked her lips as she walked up to me and said, “You sure you don’t want to go back to my place?”

The hurt that washed over Sierra’s face crept back into my mind. Looking at Karen, I smiled. “Listen, it was wrong of me to ask you out. I think you’re a knock-out and believe me, if I wasn’t working at the law firm I’d have no problem . . . well . . . let’s just say it’s best if we keep our relationship professional.”

Pouting, Karen nodded her head and said, “Of course. I understand.” Placing her hands on my chest, Karen smiled. “Aaron, may I offer a bit of advice?”

Smiling, I nodded my head. “I’ve seen that look before on a man’s face. The look you gave Sierra. Are you sure you should be handling her case?”

Pulling my head back, I let out a nervous laugh. “W-what look?”

Raising an eyebrow to me, Karen chuckled. “I’m going to take a cab home. Go make sure she’s okay. I saw the fear in her eyes when her husband was talking to her.”

Leaning over, I kissed Karen on the cheek. “Thank you for understanding, but you will not take a cab home. The least I can do is take you home.”

“Deal,” Karen said with a wink as she wrapped her arm around mine and we headed back to my truck.

The entire time we drove to Karen’s, I couldn’t stop thinking about Sierra. How in the hell did Robert get into her house?

Pulling into Karen’s driveway, I turned off my truck and started to get out. “Aaron, I’ve been thinking about something that has been bugging me.”

Looking at her, I asked, “What is it?”

“How did Sierra’s husband know she would be at Hyde Park Bar and Grill? Do you think he’s having her followed?”

Taking in a deep breath through my nose, I nodded my head as I exhaled. “Yeah. I do.”

Karen shook her head. “You need to go check on her. I’ll show myself in. Thanks for dinner.”

Smiling, I said, “Thanks for understanding, Karen. Have a good evening.”

Giving me a wink, she shut the door and headed to her house. Waiting until she got inside, I started up my truck and headed to Sierra’s house.

***

Pulling up four houses down from Sierra’s, I sat in my truck for a few minutes. Nothing seemed out of place, and I didn’t see anyone sitting in a vehicle. Glancing at my watch, it was just past nine thirty. Getting out of my truck, I made my way to her house.

Taking a quick look around, I didn’t see anyone. Ringing the doorbell, I waited for Sierra to come to the door as I saw the light disappear from the peephole.

The door unlocked and slowly opened as Sierra eyed me up and down. “What’s wrong, finished with the receptionist and thought you might get lucky with a client?”

Rolling my eyes, I glared at her. My heart hurt when I noticed how red and swollen her eyes were. “I wanted to make sure you were okay. I thought you were going to a hotel for the night?”

Something crossed over Sierra’s face, but I couldn’t read it. Her eyes landed on my lips and I instinctively licked them. “I’m fine. My father is coming over to stay with me. You didn’t need to interrupt your date more than you already had.”

Pushing out a frustrated breath, I shook my head and looked away. “Would you mind if I came in and looked around?”

Laughing, Sierra tilted her head. “What happened, sport? Did the brunette turn you down, so you thought you would come knocking on my door? Sorry, but I’ve officially given up on all men so you’ll have to go find your fun somewhere else.”

This wasn’t going to work. There was no way I could work this case. Between the urge to either kiss the living shit out of her or strangler her, there was no way we would be able to work together. “You know what, Sierra? I think you’re right. I don’t think I’m going to be able to represent you. I’ll talk to my father first thing in the morning and let him know you and I have a past together and it’s best if someone else takes the case.”

Turning, I began to walk off. “Dodge! Wait.”

Holding back my smile, I internally fist pumped as I slowly turned around. So hard-ass Sierra doesn’t like being pushed back? “I’m sorry, Dodge. It’s just I’ve had a really crap-ass day.”

Nodding my head, I took a few steps closer to her. “So you said earlier. May I take a look around your house?”

Sierra’s eyes lit up and my dick jumped as I watched her walking away. Damn, why does she have to have such a nice ass? Shaking my head to clear my wayward thoughts, I glanced around Sierra’s house. It was cute. Girlish. Lots of blue and yellow. It reminded me of my parents’ cottage house on Nantucket.

Sierra leaned against the kitchen island and crossed her arms over her chest, lifting her already perky tits up even more. Sticking my hand in my pocket, I had to pinch the hell out of myself to get my dick to go down.

Glancing over to her refrigerator, I saw a note taped to it. What the fuck?

Sierra's Sex Bucket List

Sex on the beach

Sex in the Ocean

Sex in a hot tub

Sex in publick

Sixty-nine

Threesom

Holy mother of god. Fuck me. Taking in a deep breath, I slowly blew it out as I looked back at Sierra.

She gave me that damn cute little smile of hers as she looked me over.

I needed to get through this case. Please let me get through this case without fucking up.

Closing my eyes, I pictured fucking Sierra in my truck.

On the beach.

In a hot tub.

Oh hell yeah, I would love to give her her first sixty-nine.

My eyes snapped open when I thought of the threesome wish. Fuck that. I would never share Sierra with another man.

Never.

Holy shit, I was standing there planning out her sex bucket list. Focus, Walker. Focus.

“Um . . . Dodge, are you going to stand there, or are you going to do it already? I haven’t got all night.”

My mouth dropped open as my legs began to grow weak while the room started spinning. “Oh shit.”

The next thing I remembered was Sierra screaming out my name.

Opening my eyes, I saw blue eyes staring down at me. “What happened?” I mumbled.

Worrying her lower lip, Sierra said, “You um . . . you kind of passed out. Does this happen often?”

Scrubbing my hands down my face, I let out a frustrated moan. “No, but it used to when I was younger. Fuck.”

“Well, you woke up enough to crawl over to the sofa, but then when I tried to help you up onto the sofa, you took one look at my chest area and passed out again.” Raising her eyebrow she said, “I tell ya, that’s not a very big ego booster, ya know. Having a guy look at your breasts and then pass the hell out. Unless you’re so overtaken by how amazing they are . . . yeah . . . then you can pass out.”

Laughing, I sat up and swung my feet around. “No, I would think it wouldn’t be.”

“Medical problems?” Sierra asked.

Shaking my head, I said, “Nope. It used to happen when I got um . . . overly tired.”

Biting on that damn lower lip of hers, Sierra slowly nodded and said, “Oh. I was kind of hoping for something more dramatic. Less boring.”

My eyes snapped back to her as she shrugged her shoulders and stood up. “Want a beer?”

Dropping my mouth open, I stared at her. “I just passed the fuck out—twice, in your house and you shrug your shoulders and ask if I want a beer?”

Glancing back over her shoulder, Sierra laughed. “Oh my God. Grow up you big pussy. I’m a labor and delivery nurse. I’ve seen things worse than a guy passing out. Trust me. Try pushing a thirteen-pound kid out of your body and then we’ll talk.”

Rolling my eyes, I stood up and got my bearings straight. I would not let Sierra Jackson get to me like that ever again.

Never.

Ever.

Again.