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“If I don’t?” I threw at him.
“You will because I’m sick of fighting this. I made the first move by giving you my number. Now it’s your turn.” He stepped away from me and opened the door.
Before I could give him any sort of answer, I left the storage room and slowly blew out a breath.
As I neared the bar, Shawnee Drake placed a pitcher of beer on a tray resting on the bar top.
“For the guys?” I asked, slipping onto a stool.
“Yes.” She placed a single bottle of beer on the bar top beside it. “For you.”
I laughed, picking up the bottle and pulling back half of it before resting it back down. “Thank you.”
“That bad?” She asked, blowing a loose strand of blond hair out of her eyes.
“I don’t know anymore.” I chanced a glance at Sammy. He was now sitting with his brother and a few other guys in a booth across the room. He looked up, his eyes meeting mine. He nodded once.
I gave him a small wave, wondering what we were doing. A part of me wondered why I was keeping him at arm’s length and thought maybe I should just get it done and over with. Then another part knew. He could break me. Literally.
“Well, I can tell you that I’ve never seen him look at the other girls like he looks at you.”
“I don’t know.” I shrugged, picking at the label on the bottle of beer I was nursing. “He’s hard to read.”
“He is.” Shawnee’s lips pulled into a thin line. “I don’t know, baby girl, but just be careful. We don’t need a repeat of...well...just be safe.”
I nodded, giving her a small smile. “Thank you. I will.” I slipped off the stool and grabbed the tray as Shawnee placed another pitcher on top of it, along with several mugs. “Wish me luck.”
She laughed. “I’m not sure it’s luck you need. Probably a little cock.”
I snorted. “I’m not sure it’s so little,” I told her, remembering how Sammy had my hand pressed up against his pelvis earlier.
Shawnee threw her head back, a laugh booming through her. “God, I love you.”
I winked, blew her a kiss, and headed toward Sammy’s table when a dark shadow loomed over me.
I jumped, almost bumping into a large man.
“Sorry, pet, didn’t mean to startle you.”
I opened and closed my mouth, but no words came out. The guy was big. Around the same size as Sammy but older.
“Red, we need our beer,” a deep voice called out from the table.
“Excuse me,” I whispered, stepping around him and heading to the table of men.
When I reached the table Sammy was sitting at, I looked back at the mysterious stranger. He was at the bar, talking to Shawnee. She laughed every so often, flung her hair over her shoulder and smiled widely at him. Either she knew him, or she was just having fun flirting with him. I wasn’t sure.
The older man looked my way over his shoulder, then winked.
My face heated at being caught staring.
“Red.”
“Yeah yeah, hold your horses.” I placed the tray of beer on the table, finding several pairs of eyes looking back at me, but the pair that set my blood on fire looked like he was ready to kill the man who spoke only a handful of words to me.
“You have your beer. Anything else I can get you?” I shouldn’t have been so curt, but Sammy’s staring had me unhinged.
“No thank you.”
