wrong.
“That’s it,” I replied.
He pulled in breath through his nose. Then
he crossed his arms on his chest and his eyes locked with mine.
Then he told me what I’d already figured
out. “He didn’t give you a full briefing.”
“Great,” I muttered.
“He owes me,” Walker stated, held my eyes
but tipped his head to the desk to indicate what was on it. “Big,”
he finished.
I nodded.
He continued to hold my eyes and then he
jerked his chin out at me and said low and quiet, “Big.”
Oh shit.
“What?” I whispered as I took a step
back.
“Don’t move,” he ordered and I stopped
because his order was firm and serious and I didn’t want to test
how firm and serious he was. “He didn’t make it worth your while,
I’ll deal with him. So I’ll make it worth your while.”
“What…” my voice sounded choked so I
swallowed then started again, “Make what worth my while?”
“You and me are getting married.”
My head jerked again even as the rest of my
body froze.
Then I said shrilly, “ What? ”
“I need a wife, you’re her.”
Oh shit. Shit. Shit. Fucking shit!
“Um…” I started, my heart hammering, the one
room and marital status of check in explained, my need to flee
overpowering, my sense of self-preservation keeping me rooted to
the spot but I got no further, he started talking.
“He didn’t take care of you, I will. You
need out from under him, I’ll make that happen. You marry me; I pay
you fifty thousand dollars. At the end, I deal with the divorce.
Once it’s done, you’re clear. I’ll see to it we’re untied, all
you’ll have to do is sign the papers, you’ll never see me again and
I’ll also see to it that wherever you decide to go, Shift doesn’t
follow.”
“The end of what?” I asked.
“My business.”
“What business?”
“That’s need to know and when you need to
know I’ll tell you what you need to know.”
In other words, I’d likely never know all of
it just what I needed to know.
“The gun… the money?” I asked.
“I just got let outta prison. I wasn’t in
there while the Pope considered my sainthood. I got enemies.”
“Oh God,” I whispered.
“You’re covered,” he told me.
I’d heard that before and now the person who
promised me that was dead and the person he promised to cover me
from was the reason I was standing right where I was.
I shook my head. “I don’t think –”
“I got no time and I got shit to do. You’re
gonna bail, you can walk out that door. I got nothin’ to offer you
but cash and my word. I can see you pickin’ me up from prison, my
word don’t mean dick to you but I’m tellin’ you right now, and it’s
up to you to believe it or not, my word is solid. No harm will come
to you and nothin’ from my business will blow back on you. You’ll
be my wife, you’ll act like my wife and you’ll do it until this is
done. That’s it. Then we go our separate ways.”
“I’ll act like your wife?” I asked
quietly.
He shook his head once. “You wanna let me
into that pussy, I’ll take it. No increase in money, I don’t pay
for pussy. That you give if you got a mind to give it. You don’t,
I’ll find what I need elsewhere and that won’t blow back on you
either.”
This was not exactly the romantic, tender
marriage proposal every girl dreamed of.
“Ty,” I started, lifting up a hand, palm out
then dropping it. “I’ve been…” I hesitated. “I’ve managed to…” I
stopped again.
“Jesus, spit out,” he rumbled.
I nodded and spit it out. “That world has
been at the edge of mine a long time, pushing in and I’ve managed
to steer clear. I don’t know what this business of yours is and I
don’t know you and I already have the leftover bullshit that comes
from broken promises. I don’t need more.”
“I told you none of my shit would blow back
on you,” he reminded me.
“And I told you I’ve heard that before and
here I stand,” I reminded him.
He stared at me,