Offensive Behavior (Sidelined #1) Read Online Free PDF

yourself.”
    “I’m
fine,” Reid said, and flung his door open, getting his feet to the ground but
not making it upright.
    Zarley
gave the driver a fifty and there was no pretense there’d be any change, though
the fair wasn’t a quarter of that amount.
    Together
they managed to get Reid out of the cab and moving to the security door, where he
mumbled a code that got them inside after much fumbling about.
    “You
going to leave him like this?” the driver said while they rode the lift, Reid
propped between them, a mass of shakes, as though he was freezing cold.
    “I’m
fine,” Reid said.
    “And my
mother still loves me,” said the driver.
    Yes,
she was going to leave him. Maybe he had a wife, though no ring, or a roommate.
There was a door buzzer and they pressed it and that roused Reid further. He placed
his hand on a sensor pad on the wall and the door opened.
    The
driver backed off and he’d called the lift back and disappeared inside it before
Zarley had a chance to stop him.
    Reid
staggered inside the apartment, an overhead light turning on automatically as
he moved passed it. She could’ve left him then, but there was obviously no one
else home so she followed him inside. She’d get the name of the guy who was
with him last night and call him to come around.
    Holy
shit, this place . She could see the moonlit bay and
the bridge out the huge floor-to-ceiling windows. Reid made it to an ugly sofa
in front of a truly enormous wall-mounted TV; that along with a games console
were the only things in the vast room.
    Maybe
he’d just moved in.
    Probably
she should get him a glass of water.
    She
took a quick tour. The place was huge and echoey, barely furnished. Some kind
of stone floor. There was a single kitchen stool in the too clean to have ever
been cooked in kitchen, and a monster-sized bed in the master bedroom. Another
room was full of boxes, half of them sealed, and a glass-topped desk covered in
a mess of paper on which two different computers hummed. There was a home gym that
was seriously the bomb. All it lacked was a pole.
    She
moved back into the living room, feeling like she should tiptoe for no good
reason. She’d forgotten the water.
    He made
her jump when he spoke. “You can go. I’m fine.”
    She
waited to see if that was all he’d say, and it was. “Normally that would be
followed by thank you.”
    “Thank
you,” he mumbled, then he tried to stand and ended up on his knees on the
floor.
    She
went to him as he struggled to get his feet back under him. “I need to call
your friend from last night.”
    He
looked at her with unfocused eyes and recognition bloomed. “Lux.”
    “That’s
me.”
    “Fuck.”
    “Thanks
for that. Look, I can’t leave you alone because I’m a total sap. Tell me who to
call.” She’d taken his phone when she got his wallet in the cab. She waggled it
in his direction while putting his wallet on the cabinet that housed the games
console.
    “No one.”
    “Someone.”
    “Too
much trouble. Go.”
    “I’m
not leaving you alone, you could, I don’t know, die.” Could you die from food poisoning?
It would be just her thing that from Lucky’s brand you could.
    “Dying is
too good for me.”
    She
clapped her hands on her legs. “At last, something we can agree on.”
    “Get
out.”
    “Wow. Neither
furnishing nor manners maketh the man.”
    He got himself
back to the seat of the sofa. “I’m offensive.”
    “No
argument from me.”
    “I’m a
jerk.”
    “I’d
have said asshole, but who cares what I think, right?”
    “Why
are you still here?”
    She
forced a hard breath out. “I have no idea.”
    “Your
dress was all,” he waved a hand in front of his torso, “slashed.”
    “Yep.”
    “Different
tonight.”
    “The
new Lux.” She knelt and got him to lift his foot. Pulled his boot off, then his
sock.
    “What
are you doing?”
    She
started on the other foot. “Having my way with you.”
    He
stood so fast he almost kneed her in the