Shockingly Seductive (Addicted To You, Book Seven) Read Online Free

the syringe and plunged it into the vial, and then sucked it up until it hit the 400 mg level.
    Suddenly, there was knock on the door. “Yeah?” Quarry called out.
    “Coach, Jimbo thinks he might have staph.”
    “What?” Quarry stood up. “Hold on a second,” he yelled.
    I looked at the syringe, knowing I couldn’t do it. I was going to tell Quarry to go to hell. I couldn’t shoot this poison into my body.
    Quarry glanced at me. “Hold tight. I need to see if that idiot infected my entire gym with staph bacteria or not.” He strode toward the door, opened it and left the room.
    I continued to look at the syringe. As I continued to meditate on the choice I was about to make, I noticed a water bottle sitting on his desk. I didn’t know how old it was, but then again—I didn’t really care. I needed to be fast.
    I plunged the syringe back into the vial and released everything it held. Then I hastily grabbed the water bottle, unscrewed the cap and sucked the contents of the water bottle into my syringe. I screwed the cap back on and put the bottle back as close to where I found it as possible.
    Staring at the syringe, I thought it very possible that Quarry would notice what I’d done. But I had to hope he wasn’t going to question anything. I had to pray, because if he did figure it out—my time at his gym and in the UFF was over.
    A minute later, the door to his office opened and Quarry stepped inside, smiling.
    “It was a fucking spider bite. Idiots.” He held his hand out and took the syringe from me. “First time, I’ll do it for you. In the future, you can inject yourself or have one of the other guys do it. Okay?”
    “Yeah.” I got up.
    “Roll your sleeve up past your shoulder,” he said. He dug into his pocket, pulled out a little piece of plastic and ripped it open, revealing some kind of pad. “This is just some alcohol to clean the injection site,” he explained.
    I rolled up my sleeve and he quickly swabbed an area of my shoulder. Then he took the syringe and stuck it in my shoulder. There was a hot, burning sensation as he injected me with water.
    Quarry grinned. “Nicely done. You popped your cherry,” he laughed.
    “Thanks,” I said.
    He dropped the syringe in the trashcan and slapped me on the back. “Feel better?” he asked.
    “Yeah.”
    “Now, just one other thing I need to discus with you before you go.” Quarry’s expression grew serious once more and those stony eyes looked at me again, boring into me. “It’s about Brooklyn.”
    “Listen,” I told him, “I made a mistake and I’m sorry. But we’re not seeing each other anymore, so it’s fine. I’ll stay away from your daughter from now on. Lesson learned.”
    He shook his head. “You’re misunderstanding me, Brown. I’m not going to sit here and tell you to stay away from my little girl.”
    “You’re not?”
    “No. To the contrary, I’m telling you that Brooklyn likes you—she likes you a lot. And I love my daughter.”
    “Yeah, but—”
    Quarry held up his hand. “This isn’t a two way dialogue. This is a monologue.
    I’m going to explain to you how things work around here.” He smiled, but once again, the smile never reached his eyes. “The way it works is, you got together with Brooklyn and that means you stay together with her until she decides she doesn’t want to be with you anymore.”
    I couldn’t believe what he was telling me. Did he really think he had the right to decide who I dated?
    “I really like Brooklyn, but I don’t think it’s a good idea for us to date. I mean, she’s your daughter and it would complicate things at the gym.”
    “Isn’t it a bit late for that?” Quarry asked.
    “I understand what you’re saying, but—”
    “No, I don’t think you do, Brown.” Quarry put a hand on my shoulder and leaned in so that his forehead was practically touching mine. “I didn’t ask you to fuck my daughter. I didn’t want you to do that. But you did. And now you’re