Maid for the Mafia by Jaylee

A Very Bad Idea

**ROMANY**

Mickey didn't respond right away and the longer that he stared at me, the more insecure I started to feel. His normally expressive eyes were guarded, his jaw was clenched so tightly I was afraid he might crack his teeth. I took a deep breath and said, "Say something."

Finally his bright green eyes fired up with something like sinister playfulness and a slight smirk played across his lips. "Sleeping next to you would be a very bad idea, Doll." He walked past the bed and stopped in front of the dresser. With his back to me, he dropped his towel, giving me a perfect view of his tightly muscled ass as he pulled a pair of boxer briefs from a door and began to pull them on. "If I lay next to you," he continued, his back still turned, "I am going to want to fuck you."

I shuddered, not saying anything as he slowly turned around. The heat from his eyes was felt between my legs and a near painful pulse had begun in my clit. "I-"

"No!" he cut me off, stepping forward so the light from the bathroom shined across his body. "I know you feel some type of way right now because of what just happened to you. Maybe you think I'm some kind of hero, or have me painted as a good guy, but I promise that I'm neither one of those things. If I get into that bed, I will take full advantage of you in every way I can." His eyes danced over the top of my robe. "In every position that I can."

I huffed in disappointment, my gaze falling to the front of his underwear and the powerfully developed bulge there. It was growing even now, and the transformation was hypnotic. I licked my lips, my breath coming in small gasps and I found myself clutching the blanket, fighting myself not to beg him. "Fine," I hissed finally. "I'll just go back to my room then."

I threw off the covers, ignored the sudden throbbing in my head, and stood to head for the door. He moved so swiftly that I almost missed it, grabbing me around the waist and pulling me back against his chest so that his arms closed over the front of me.

traced over the side of my face and his lips gently grazed my ear. "I don't think so. Until Alex gets back here, there won't be anyone to watch over you on the third floor. You're staying

covers, tucking my arms in with my hands under my cheek. I sighed, clamming my eyes closed in frustration.

he was fuming beside me. Or angry with himself for giving in to my request. After a few long moments I felt

you know what I think?" he

"About what?" I replied.

is what I think." I lifted my head slightly then turned my face to the side just enough to see the wild heat in his gaze. I said, "Thank you for taking care of me today. Thank you for... standing up for me." Then I lay my head back down and hoped that he didn't see the arousal in my eyes. Because it was definitely there. I just wasn't

the back of my hair. "You're welcome." He groaned, and I

to myself and did

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that I was alone in the bed, so I gazed around frantically for Mickey. I didn't see him. but once again. the light was on in

water cut off and I waited patiently to see who would exit the bathroom with Mickey. Or if he, in fact, would exit alone. Hoping that I wasn't as flushed as I felt, I shifted my hair a bit, xo that it might hide most of my cheeks. When he stepped through the door, once again wrapped in a towel, he