Moon
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“It was just a few words,” Tiger informed him. “He’s still dangerous and not himself.”
“He didn’t say anything to us when we were inside his cell securing him.” Justice looked at Harley. “Why didn’t he tell us to stop? He had no problem fighting us while we restrained him.”
“You did it?” Joy had wanted to be there. “Is he okay?”
“He’s angry.” Tiger shrugged. “No one was hurt.”
Relief was instant. “Good.”
“She has no right to be near him,” Harley repeated. “You don’t know their history.”
Joy wasn’t surprised that Harley was about to tell the others about her past with Moon. He had warned her he’d do anything to get her away from Moon. Harley was a man of his word.
“We’re aware of their history.” Justice dismissed it with a wave of his hand as he studied Joy. “I’m more concerned that you risked your life without consulting us first.”
“I was establishing trust. I can’t stop working with him to run a decision by you every time.”
“She allowed Moon to play with her br**sts after flashing them at him.”
Joy winced at Harley’s harsh tone. “You’re making it sound vulgar but it wasn’t.” She hated the way Justice’s eyes widened in reaction. “It’s not what you must be thinking. Moon is interested in sex and it’s the only avenue I’ve found to motivate him to work with me.” Her cheeks warmed from embarrassment. “I’ll do have to get him to talk. I can’t help him otherwise. I didn’t flash my br**sts either. I showed some cle**age.”
“He doesn’t want to talk,” Harley snarled. “He wants to f**k you.”
“Harley!” Justice snarled back. “Enough!”
“You know about what she did to Moon and yet you still called her?”
“Moon respects her.”
Harley snorted. “What do you know about what took place between her and Moon at site four, Justice?”
“She was his head shrink after he was released from Mercile and he spoke highly of her.”
“He trusted her and he wanted to f**k her but she bailed on him. She hurt him.”
The males in the room suddenly all turned their attention her way. Joy hugged her waist, trying to appear smaller in her chair. Her chin lifted though as she stared at Harley.
“I didn’t hurt him.”
“Bullshit. You chose your job over him. Do you think he was too stupid to know that? To figure out how little he meant to you for you to do that to him? He had feelings for you but you packed your shit and took off. You weren’t there to see how that affected him. He hated the other shrink he got stuck with too. She was a cold bitch who acted as if we were pets that needed to be handed meat treats to retrain us from the bad habits we picked up at Mercile.”
“It wasn’t like that.” Joy winced, guessing he spoke of Geraldine, her previous supervisor. The woman had no common sense. They’d never seen eye to eye on how to counsel the survivors but it made her wince inside if Harley spoke the truth. That sure hadn’t been in any of the notes she’d submitted about what was effective and what wasn’t.
Harley took a threatening step closer, his fists clenched at his sides, but halted. “It was exactly that way. He told you he wanted you and you allowed him to think he had a chance. You promised your body to make him open up in your sessions but then you fled when it was time to pay up.”
Embarrassment quickly transformed into anger. “I didn’t promise him anything. I kept telling him we couldn’t have sex. I was his therapist.”
“Ethics. Yeah. He mentioned that.” Harley growled. “Did you allow him to caress your br**sts before while you were feeding him those bullshit excuses? You cock-teased him in your sessions to get him to talk and I’ll be damned if I allow you to do that to him twice, only to leave him high and dry again.”
“I did not!” She shot to her feet, glaring up at him. Her palm itched to slap the son of a bitch. “I kept it strictly professional when he was my client. He never touched my br**sts or any other part of me except my hands the few times he wanted to make me uncomfortable by trying to intimidate me. I was clear that we couldn’t ever have a sexual relationship so don’t accuse me of leading him on. I didn’t!”
Harley flashed his fangs. “You are coldhearted and cared nothing about him.”
“You have no idea what you’re talking about, Harley. You’re wrong. That’s why I quit my job. I knew it was only a matter of time before he broke me down because I felt too much for him.”
“You admit your job was more important than he was. Otherwise you would have stayed with him.”
She gaped at him, ignoring everyone else in the room since no one spoke. “How could I have stayed with him? Do you know what would have happened if I had slept with him?”
“He would have been happy.”
“I would have been fired for ha**ng s*x with him…and a lot worse.”
“Your job was more important!” Harley curled his lip in disgust. He turned his head to look at Justice. “She needs to be escorted off Homeland and away from Moon. We can’t trust her not to hurt him again. His well-being isn’t her priority and never will be.”
“Fuck you, Harley,” she snapped before she could leash her temper. “I’d do anything for Moon.”
“He didn’t say anything to us when we were inside his cell securing him.” Justice looked at Harley. “Why didn’t he tell us to stop? He had no problem fighting us while we restrained him.”
“You did it?” Joy had wanted to be there. “Is he okay?”
“He’s angry.” Tiger shrugged. “No one was hurt.”
Relief was instant. “Good.”
“She has no right to be near him,” Harley repeated. “You don’t know their history.”
Joy wasn’t surprised that Harley was about to tell the others about her past with Moon. He had warned her he’d do anything to get her away from Moon. Harley was a man of his word.
“We’re aware of their history.” Justice dismissed it with a wave of his hand as he studied Joy. “I’m more concerned that you risked your life without consulting us first.”
“I was establishing trust. I can’t stop working with him to run a decision by you every time.”
“She allowed Moon to play with her br**sts after flashing them at him.”
Joy winced at Harley’s harsh tone. “You’re making it sound vulgar but it wasn’t.” She hated the way Justice’s eyes widened in reaction. “It’s not what you must be thinking. Moon is interested in sex and it’s the only avenue I’ve found to motivate him to work with me.” Her cheeks warmed from embarrassment. “I’ll do have to get him to talk. I can’t help him otherwise. I didn’t flash my br**sts either. I showed some cle**age.”
“He doesn’t want to talk,” Harley snarled. “He wants to f**k you.”
“Harley!” Justice snarled back. “Enough!”
“You know about what she did to Moon and yet you still called her?”
“Moon respects her.”
Harley snorted. “What do you know about what took place between her and Moon at site four, Justice?”
“She was his head shrink after he was released from Mercile and he spoke highly of her.”
“He trusted her and he wanted to f**k her but she bailed on him. She hurt him.”
The males in the room suddenly all turned their attention her way. Joy hugged her waist, trying to appear smaller in her chair. Her chin lifted though as she stared at Harley.
“I didn’t hurt him.”
“Bullshit. You chose your job over him. Do you think he was too stupid to know that? To figure out how little he meant to you for you to do that to him? He had feelings for you but you packed your shit and took off. You weren’t there to see how that affected him. He hated the other shrink he got stuck with too. She was a cold bitch who acted as if we were pets that needed to be handed meat treats to retrain us from the bad habits we picked up at Mercile.”
“It wasn’t like that.” Joy winced, guessing he spoke of Geraldine, her previous supervisor. The woman had no common sense. They’d never seen eye to eye on how to counsel the survivors but it made her wince inside if Harley spoke the truth. That sure hadn’t been in any of the notes she’d submitted about what was effective and what wasn’t.
Harley took a threatening step closer, his fists clenched at his sides, but halted. “It was exactly that way. He told you he wanted you and you allowed him to think he had a chance. You promised your body to make him open up in your sessions but then you fled when it was time to pay up.”
Embarrassment quickly transformed into anger. “I didn’t promise him anything. I kept telling him we couldn’t have sex. I was his therapist.”
“Ethics. Yeah. He mentioned that.” Harley growled. “Did you allow him to caress your br**sts before while you were feeding him those bullshit excuses? You cock-teased him in your sessions to get him to talk and I’ll be damned if I allow you to do that to him twice, only to leave him high and dry again.”
“I did not!” She shot to her feet, glaring up at him. Her palm itched to slap the son of a bitch. “I kept it strictly professional when he was my client. He never touched my br**sts or any other part of me except my hands the few times he wanted to make me uncomfortable by trying to intimidate me. I was clear that we couldn’t ever have a sexual relationship so don’t accuse me of leading him on. I didn’t!”
Harley flashed his fangs. “You are coldhearted and cared nothing about him.”
“You have no idea what you’re talking about, Harley. You’re wrong. That’s why I quit my job. I knew it was only a matter of time before he broke me down because I felt too much for him.”
“You admit your job was more important than he was. Otherwise you would have stayed with him.”
She gaped at him, ignoring everyone else in the room since no one spoke. “How could I have stayed with him? Do you know what would have happened if I had slept with him?”
“He would have been happy.”
“I would have been fired for ha**ng s*x with him…and a lot worse.”
“Your job was more important!” Harley curled his lip in disgust. He turned his head to look at Justice. “She needs to be escorted off Homeland and away from Moon. We can’t trust her not to hurt him again. His well-being isn’t her priority and never will be.”
“Fuck you, Harley,” she snapped before she could leash her temper. “I’d do anything for Moon.”
