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“Vanilla?” He shook his head. “You’re anything but vanilla.”
Delphi wrapped both her hands around the large mug. “How do you know?”
He leaned close, blue eyes sparkling. “It’s in your smile.”
She laughed. “My smile?”
“Yep. You’ve got this naughty quality about you.”
Rolling her eyes, Delphi offered him a cheesy smile. “Nope. I’m as vanilla as they come.”
He searched her face. “I don’t believe that for a second.”
She shrugged. “Think what you want. I’ll be enjoying this cup of heaven while you scurry back to whatever hole you crawled out of.”
Brewer licked his top lip, the smile never leaving his face. He wasn’t backing down and neither was she. It both frightened and bewitched her. “I’d like to tame that tongue of yours, but it’d be a waste.” He stood, replacing the beanie to his head. Almost instantly, she missed the mussed hair.
“Why’s that?”
Placing one hand on the table and the other on the back of her chair, Brewer trapped her in the seat. He rubbed his lips together and let out a low sigh. “Because I’d rather let it roam free against mine instead.” He moved closer, his nose brushing against hers.
Delphi couldn’t breathe. He was close enough to kiss, and she desperately wanted to bite the lip hidden beneath his bushy beard.
“Keep looking at me like that, and I won’t be able to control myself.” He pressed a feathery light kiss to her cheek. “And if that happens, I’ll want to see how vanilla you truly are behind that fiery façade.”
She held onto the cup of coffee as if her life depended on it. His mere presence sent her blood pumping, and the wetness between her legs couldn’t be ignored. She wanted him. She shouldn’t. He was the absolute worst bad boy of the kind she’d sworn off.And yet….
Brewer flashed her a bright smile and left her sitting there in the next moment. Delphi swallowed hard. She couldn’t move let alone watch him leave. And she wanted to see his tight ass sway out of the small shop.
Craning her neck, Delphi managed to see the tail end of Macha’s bartender as he rounded the corner. She rubbed her lips together, hoping he’d turn around and give her one last look.
“What are you doing?”
Startled, she yelped and spilled coffee on her pants. “Shit, you scared me.”
Jupiter handed her a napkin. “What were you looking at that had you so engrossed?”
Delphi dabbed at her leggings. “Oh, nothing.”
“You sure?” Jupiter wiggled her eyebrows. “Not watching a certain Macha biker walk away, were you?”
“Ha, no.” She met Jupiter’s questioning eyes. “What? I wasn’t. There was a… bird.”
“Mm-hmm, a bird.” Her friend rolled her eyes. “We’ll circle back to Brewer Stapleton later. For now, I brought these cinnamon buns over, and I’m starving.” She handed Delphi a plate. “Dive in.”
Staring at the rolls slathered in icing, Delphi couldn’t decide which looked more scrumptious: the cinnamon buns or Brewer. Her stomach said the first one, but the rest of her body was overwhelmed with the truth.
“Have you found out the thing you need to know about that certain person?” Jupiter asked, and Delphi couldn’t help but laugh around the roll.
Wiping her mouth, she shook her head. “About my biological father? No.” She picked up a fork and scraped icing off the plate. “I think I’m getting close, but nothing ever pans out. It’s like the guy wants to be a ghost forever.”
Jupiter finished off the roll on her plate and grabbed another one. “But you think he’s an MC member, right?”
“Yeah. That’s what my dad said before he died.” She sipped her coffee. “Maybe I should give up. If he doesn’t want to be found so, be it.”
Jupiter placed a hand on Delphi’s arm. “Macha can help, you know.”
“No, I—”
