Betrayed (The New Yorker) Read Online Free PDF

without saying a word. He was strange and Lisette
thought he was getting stranger with each encounter they had.
    Lisette had been keeping her eyes
glued to the road and her knuckles were turning white from how hard she was
holding the steering wheel. She waited until they were stopped at a red light
to sneak a peek at him. He was beautiful, his black hair still damp from his
locker room shower, his haircut somehow looking like a Mohawk, his dark skin
peeking out of his white flannel shirt, sleeves pushed up to mid-arm and blue
jeans held on tight enough for her to see how strong his thigh muscles were. He
was delicious.
    She heard him clear his throat and
Lisette’s eyes went back to his face. Her hormones distracting the rest of her
body so much there was no nerve left for her to feel embarrassed about been
caught checking him out.

 
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    “Lisette,
the light turned green.” Reno could feel the blood in his veins
pump hard into one direction. He was trying to keep a clear head but with the
blood heading south he couldn’t. He felt like Lisette’s eyes were picking him
apart and the way her eyes roamed it was obvious she was yet to find her
favorite spot. Reno didn’t think his groin could take much more inspection
before busting. He had half the mind to convince Lisette to park under a bridge
somewhere so that he could give them what they both wanted.
    However, as soon as that idea got
into his mind, Reno realized how bad it was for him to be with her right now.
The only reason why he left with her was because to his shame he had announced
she was his stalker, and then there was whatever Victoria had said. He knew how
it felt for people to look down their noses at his mother, and the hurt in
Lisette’s eyes told him she needed comforting. But he needed something else. He
was grateful she had worn a tight pair of shorts, hard to get out of. Her dark
succulent thighs peeked from the denim fabric, and that got his heart racing.
    Stop it
Reno, Dennis first, then you can have your way with Lisette. That is if she
will let you after you destroy her godfather. What if I just focused on Lisette
first? God knows when I will feel like this again.
    “You want to share your thoughts or
are you going to keep staring at my thighs and licking your lips like the big,
bad wolf?” Lisette asked, with a naughty look in her eyes and a sly smile on
her lips.
    Reno chuckled as his head fell back
to the headrest. He tried to shift his sitting position to accommodate the
bulge in his pants struggling to get free.
    “I could park this car under a
bridge somewhere and help you with that,” she teased.
    Reno sucked in a breath as his eyes
were reduced to slits. “I wouldn’t let you do that.”
    “Why?”
    “Because
you are special to me. I wouldn’t disrespect you like that, by
taking you under a bridge. That’s not how our first time together will be,” he
swore.
    “I’m glad to hear that.”
    “What, that I respect you?”
    “Nope—that you are thinking about
‘taking me’.” Lisette mimicked his strained tone. “Don’t worry, my mama taught
me better than that. In my experience sex talk is an ice breaker.”
    “It doesn’t help with me.” Reno
chuckled. “It would probably be best if you stopped looking at me like you do.”
    “Like what?” She turned to look at
him for a second and the cool deep brown of her eyes were filled with humor…and
lust.
    “Like you
want to have your way with me.”
    Reno watched as she threw her head
back and laughed again. Her hand pushing back her thick dark
locks. He had dreamt about running his fingers through that thick hair.
Reno gave in to the feeling that had been building inside him since the first
time he laid eyes on her. He dug his fingers into her hair and let his fingers
massage her scalp. That simple gesture earned him a smile that made his soul
quiver.
    “Since I am buying lunch, I am taking
you to McDonalds.” she smiled. “And since I like you and I