Chapter 11: Killer Body
Rick's POV
I knew that the day had been going a little too well. I didn't trust it at all. I had woken up feeling rested. No nightmares, just a deep, refreshing sleep. I'd worked out with my buddy in the pack gym and was whistling a happy tune after getting out of a long, hot shower when my phone rang.
Alexis.
I considered not answering. No matter what it was, she was about to shatter my calm, peaceful morning with something that was going to drive me crazy. But the way she drove me crazy, well, that was a different story altogether. Why oh why did she have to smell like vanilla cake? Why did she have to be so gorgeous? I wonder idly if I could ask her to put a bag over her head to help my concentration. I rejected the idea just as quickly, as the bag wouldn't cover her body. I was screwed.
“Yeah, this is Rick," I answered brusquely. "What's going on?"
"We have a new, potential client," she replied tentatively. "But I don't know how you're going to feel about it."