Red_Roses_and_Black_Dahlias_-_Macy_T

He chuckled in an attempt to be endearing and gave her a once over as
she walked towards his desk. She put the bottle down and smiled again
before turning around and walking to the door.
My hand just itched as I watched Conan eye her ass like the fucking creep
I knew he was. Again, that girl looked like a fucking child. I knew it might
have seemed hypocritical of me given the nature of my relationship with
Sofia who was eight years younger than me, but nothing happened with her
until she was almost twenty. And even then I struggled at first.
Plus, Sofia didn't a baby face and she didn't dress childishly either.
And God knew I never leered at her the way that fucker had at that poor
girl.
Adam mirrored my disgusted expression and when the door clicked shut
after Jane, Conan finally brought his gaze back to us. He smirked and my fist
was just dying to kiss his fucking smug face.
“Sorry about that. We get a lot of interns, especially seniors in high
school looking for good recommendations for college.” He shrugged, “I can’t
learn all their names by heart.” He opened the bottle and took a long swig of
water.
Neither Adam or I spoke because quite frankly I was still reeling from
seeing him leer so obviously on a minor in front of two cops. Did that guy
think he was invincible?
“As I said, I never ordered that key.” He finished drinking and put the
half-empty bottle down. “I don’t know how you found this evidence but it’s
obviously forged, someone must be trying to frame me.” He was suddenly
serious.
“Mr. Michaels, with all my due respect, I don’t believe that for a
second.”