Page 40 of Burning For You

Then at the end, before she left, he’d said, “If you really feel bad and want to make it up to me, you can cook me dinner.”

She laughed. Called him out on what he was doing but then said sure.

He had her number. He had her address.

He was showing up with bells on and a massive smile at six.

An hour after this event ended, so he’d have time to clean up with Clay, then go home and shower quickly.

“You came back to me,” Bree said.

Talk about a bad pickup line. “Don’t have too many other places to be than here.”

He heard Clay snort not that far from him. They were splitting the space behind the bar.

She put a ridiculous pout on her face. Ugh, he hated women who did that. “Aw, I thought it was just to get to know me more.”

“I’m always open for conversation,” he said, being polite.

“If you only fill in here, do you do anything else?” She put her drink to her red lips. “Or let me guess.”

“Sure, you can guess.”

Normally he liked doing that with women. Not with someone he wasn’t interested in.

He’d peg Bree as older than him. Kind of on the prowl.

Almost scary with how aggressive she was being.

Hey, to each their own, but he had what he wanted waiting for him in a few hours.

He just had to make sure he didn’t scare Skye away with those thoughts.

“I bet you work with your hands. Nice and big ones. Your arms too.”

Good grief. “You’d be right,” he said.

She rubbed her hands together. “Construction?”

“I swing a hammer now and again,” he said.

“He’s a jack of all trades,” Clay said, moving over. “Can’t stick to one thing.”

He shoulder bumped his brother, but it wasn’t like it got him to move any.

“I’m not looking for a man to stick,” Bree said, wiggling her eyebrows. “Or not for more than a night if you catch my drift.”

Yep, he did.

And he wished he could escape this when normally he’d just let the night ride with a bunch of laughs and gently turn her down.

“Hard not to get the meaning.”

“Bree, stop flirting and get over here!”

“Looks like you’re wanted.”

“I always am,” Bree said, smirking. “I’ll be back.”