Sin (The Waite Family) (10 page)

The
jogging outfit
and
sheet
lying
across her in the hospital had hidden a great deal
,
he
thought
.
Sydney was every bit of six feet tall and the heels she had on added an additional three inches to her already mouthwatering height.
The
little black dress she had on fit like it had been painted on her and her bare legs made him want to chew on something,
like
her legs.

Coop was a leg man.
He loved the curve of a
woman’s calf
, the turn of her ankle
,
and especially the tone of
her
thighs.
Coop could see every inch of her legs and knew that Miss Waite had a very nice package.
When he looked at her foot it was tapping a mile a minute.
He took his time looking back up her body to her face.

“Enjoy the view?
Maybe you should take pictures
,
that way when you’re jerking off in the shower later you’ll have an image to go with whatever fantasy you’ve dreamt up.
”

“No thanks. I won’t forget this.”
He grabbed the counter when she leaned
into
the fridge.
The
view from this angle was just as wonderful
,
he thought.
“You have a very nice ass
,
Miss Waite.
Anyone ever
tell you
that?”

“Several hundred men no different than you.
I
don’t shop for you. You see something in here you want, forget it. I’ve moved my stuff to the bottom shelf.
And the right drawer is mine.
The bottom shelf of the door is mine as well.
I don’t have anything in the cabinets so the
y’re
all yours.” She poured
herself
a glass of amber liquid.
“I drink tea, no sugar, no ice.
You drink it and don’t replace it, I’ll castrate you. Any questions?”

He was still thinking of her bending over every
time she opened the fridge and almost forgot to breath
e
. He decided that he’d make it a point to be in the kitchen when she was.
He had plenty of
questions
for her
,
though.
Did she like it hard and fast, or slow and easy?
Could he take her against the table or would she sit on his cock in one of the
chairs
and ride him until the
y were both screaming
?
Would she suck his cock and could he please taste her—

“Mr. Cooper, are you all right?”

He nodded.
It
was that or moan.
He was going to be living with the ice goddess and he was going to die of
a
perpetual hard
-
on.
The knock at the front door had him nearly drawing
his gun.

She breezed out of the kitchen door and Coop leaned against the counter.
When he heard the man’s voice he adjusted his cock again and moved into the living room where some guy was helping her on with her wrap and looking down the front of her dress while he stood behind her.

“Hello.
I’m Payton Cooper. And you would be?”

Sydney stood in front of his outstretched hand.
“None of your business.
We have to live together
,
but we are far from going to be friendly.”
She turned to the man and her smile to him took his breath away.
“If you’re ready, we can go.”

Coop stood there for several seconds then
,
grabbing up the newspaper on the end table next to the door, he took a pen from the little vase near the phone and wrote down the license plate number of Mr. BMW.
He had no idea why he cared, but he tore off the number of the out of state plate and stuck it in his wallet. Might be useful to pin her murder on the guy if she continued to drive him insane.

~~~

Sin hated dating. She’d been out on three with
Rick…sorry
,
Richard Conway and she decided that this was the last one. Sure
,
he was funny if you were ten.
He was good
-
looking
,
she supposed.
Not as good
-
looking a Coop was
,
but a woman couldn’t be too choos
e
y.

Coop looked like a man that could put on a tux and look great
,
or nothing at all and look
better. Sin reached out and adjusted the vent to blow in her face.
Christ
.
This was not good.

She decided it was the beard.
Not a beard
,
but a goatee
the same warm brown as his hair
.
The only men she’d been around for ten years were clean shaven.
Rules like that were never fucked with in the Army.
Sin found herself want
ing
to brush her lips across his to see if it was soft or bristled.
S
he was betting soft.

Then there were
h
is eyes.
Men shouldn’t be allow
ed
to have eyes the color of
solferino
;
the light purple color was suited more to
a
methyst or even
sapphires
,
but not eyes.
His were beautiful and when he was pissed…which now that she thought of it was most of the time
,
they darkened.
Adjusting the fan again, this time turning up the speed
,
she thought about how they looked when he was staring at her in the kitchen. Lust
and more.
Sin would bet that Payton could satisfy without even trying.
She would even go so far as to—

“Are you listening to me?
I swear I could have had an accident for all the attention you were paying.”
Sin glanced over at what’s his name.
“Is it because of what happened today?”

She
tried to remember what had happened today.
Her body was hot, her pussy was wet
,
and she needed to…
“You mean with Mrs. Carson?
Oh
no…yes, that’s it.
I was so worried about her.
The doctor said she was going to be fine in a few days.”

“Can you tell me what happened?
I mean
,
if you’re up to it.
I know things like that can upset women and make them nervous.”

Sin glanced at him again. He couldn’t be serious.
She
’d
spent the last ten years in the service and
she’d seen more death and even caused a few of her own to last several lifetimes.

Shrugging
and not really caring about his ego
,
she answered.
“Nah, didn’t bother me. I’ve seen worse. Much worse. There was this time when the seven of us had to go
into
a castle in Da
N
ang
,
a
South Central Coast
 
of
 
Vietnam
,
and take out this guy who had decided he was going to rule.
We snuck in through the side door where the servants would enter and
killed nineteen of his guard before we even made it to his bedroom. There were seven more just—
”

“You’re kidding
,
right?
The war in Vietnam ended before we were even born.
There is no…you’re pulling my leg.” He laughed
. “
You have a very strange sense of humor
,
Valeria.”

She looked at him sharply.
“My name is Sydney or Sin.
Actually
,
I prefer Sin if you don’t mind.
How did you find out my middle name anyway?
”

He laughed again.
“But Sydney is so common and Sin…well
,
that just won’t do.
Your middle name…well
,
my
mommy
thought it would be a good idea to have you investigated before it got too serious.
You know, the name Conway can’t be attached to just anyone. We have a great deal of pride in our heritage.
”

Sin looked out the front of the car
.
Her
mood went from lusty to pissy in two mikes
…minutes.
She needed to remember the civilian way the world spoke
.
“Heritage
,
huh?
I don’t suppose it hurt
s
that my brother is married to a Howard either
,
does it?”

“No. Actually
,
that was the deciding factor for
M
ommy.
She said that even though she
thought
that Alyssa married beneath her station she did have that nasty business with her mother being murdered by her own son to worry about more.”

Sin wanted to laugh
,
but she was afraid he’d not laugh with her.
He called his mother
“M
ommy
?”
She couldn’t help it, she snorted.
The look he gave her did make her laugh.