f**k. The woman drove him insane. When Jimmy saw her standing on the street waiting for him to pick her up, irritation dug into him because she wore that f*****g wig again, which just accentuated the fact that she was playing a hooker. But then, when he looked into her eyes as she walked to the car, he saw pure happiness.
He’d wanted nothing more than to bundle her up and take her home to be safe, but it wasn’t an option. He had a job to do and Moira would never go for it. He’d been harsher than he’d wanted to be when she confronted him, but he was grasping at his last threads of control. She stood in front of him looking vulnerable and feisty at the same time, luring him in with the touch of her body, but he couldn’t let go of the fact that she was standing there in a wig pretending to b
