Page 8 of Mr. Beast


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His shoulders were chiseled with strength an

d there was a hint of a tattoo poking out from beyond the sleeve of his right arm. His forearms were thick and his back was straight, even as he sat against the sloping back of the wheelchair. Confidence oozed from him, and his booming voice lended to the power behind his pale blue eyes.

Behind his thick black hair.

Behind his strong, powerful features.

“You can go now.”

Damn it. I was staring again.

“You should get that cut on your forehead looked at,” I said.

I watched his reflection in the window as his empty stare hooked onto mine.

“It’s on the verge of becoming infected,” I said.

“I’ll take it into consideration,” the man said.

“Are you adjusting your cast every week?”

What in the world was I doing?

“No.”

“Well you should. In order to ensure your arm doesn’t lose its circumference of mobility.”

“I’ll take it under advisement.”

Yep. This was definitely his home. He looked like a businessman, stared off into space like a businessman, and talked like a businessman.

He was even cold and distant like a businessman.

“That code for ‘no’?” I asked.

His eyes flickered back to mine in the window and I could see the heat flowing through them. The want to cast me out physically without having the means to do so. I nodded curtly and walked past the man, my legs carrying me as swiftly as they could.

I knew when I wasn’t wanted.

“No,” the man said.

I stopped in the middle of the kitchen and turned back towards him.

And I found his gaze peering right into mine.

“Not necessarily,” he said.

I nodded my head before heading back out to my car. I pulled the door open and shut it behind me, letting out the breath I had been holding. My hands were shaking and my knees felt weak. I had to lean onto the railing of the steps just to get down them.

I was ready to get out of this place and get back to work.

But I would be lying if I said a part of me didn’t want to be in there helping that man.

Helping him to reclaim whatever life he was already convinced had been taken away from him.

Chapter Three

Hayden

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