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“Have fun with your Barbie doll.” I pointed to his receding hairline. “By the way, I’d consider hair plugs very soon, Chrissy boy. I heard Sassy doesn’t sleep with older men.” I turned around before I really would regret words bursting from my mouth. I flung open the door and lo and behold, at least six associates were all gawking, running like rats the second I crossed the threshold.
I headed to my meager office, yanking a copier box out of the production room along the way. It took me precisely four minutes to gather my things. At least no one had rushed into my office to bug me. I lifted my middle finger before walking out.
Somehow, I should have known my day would go from bad to a bottomless pit. As I walked by the once empty office waiting for the new VP, I dared to glance inside. Sassy had already taken up residence. She turned her head, swishing her fake bottled blonde hair and blew me a kiss.
I hated my life.
* * *
Curveballs.
My life hadn’t just thrown me a wicked pitch ending in a strikeout, it had gutted me. But I’d regrouped. Yes, I had.
Which is why you ran away with your tail between your legs.
That wasn’t true. I’d obtained a fabulous position.
In a city you’ve never been to.
That was true enough, but I couldn’t think about that any longer. I was exhausted from the arduous trip and still had several hundred miles to go. I glanced at my meager food and treat supply. I’d done everything I could to stretch what money I’d brought with me, but I was starving. Just a few items would tide me through the remainder of the trip.
I’d watched for signs for a gas station or a small town for what seemed like hours, finally noticing a faded sign on the side of the road. Perfect. I could fill up with gas and grab a few snacks. As I pulled into the mostly dirt parking lot, I wasn’t surprised by the garish look of the façade.
I’d passed more than a few establishments that had obviously used the same decorator, preferring shades of pink and turquoise. Granted, I was taking what the last store clerk had insisted was a shortcut, which accounted for the lack of typical chain gas stations.
I rolled the car next to a pump, cringing as I noticed the price of gas. As I stepped out, the heat of the day blasted against me like a furnace. Virginia had its share of blazing days, summers filled with excessive humidity, but this part of the country was like standing in a broiler twenty-four hours a day.
As I slipped my card into the slot on the pump, I heard the rumble of an engine, a huge motorcycle pulling up to the store. After a few seconds, the rider lowered his boots to the ground, yanking off his helmet. As long hair flowed past broad shoulders, I dragged my tongue across my lips. A little eye candy was a real treat and so deserved. He was wearing jeans tight enough the material molded against his skin like a glove. As the gas flowed, so did my wicked imagination.
I wouldn’t mind taking as much time as needed to peel away those sweaty jeans, revealing the prize underneath. Then I’d slide my tongue around his thick shaft like a Tootsie Roll Pop, savoring every. Single. Lick.
Whew. It was getting hotter by the second. Sighing, I allowed my gaze to roam his muscular arms, biting my lower lip as I concentrated on the ink covering both. If only I could see his face. Oh, what the hell did that matter? I could fuck him in the dark and it wouldn’t matter.
Whoever the dreamboat was, he turned his head, allowing me a delicious if not brief glance at his silhouette. If half his face was any indication, the man was gorgeous. When he disappeared into the store, I glared at the pump, which was still spewing gas. “Come on, you old piece of shit. Get moving.”
After another gallon, I cut it off prematurely. After everything I’d been through, I deserved a better peek at biker boy. Leaving my car where it was, I headed for the store, gasping from the blast of cold air. Where the hell was he? The store wasn’t that large and from what I’d been able to tell, the mystery man was huge, much taller than the racks. After scanning the entire place, I rolled my eyes.Get what you came for.As usual, my inner voice nagged me to keep going before I chickened out.
I grabbed a bag of Doritos, two candy bars, some gummy bears, and a can of Pringles. That should do it. To top it off, I yanked a huge bottle of Diet Pepsi from the cooler. I had to watch calories where I could. Then I heard boots, heavy ones. Freezing, I slowly stood to my full height, moving onto my toes until I was able to catch a glimpse of him, the hulking mass of a man. His back was turned. Damn it.
I hurried along, dropping the Pringles can twice before making it to the counter. There were two people in front, neither of them sexy on any level. And the one at the counter was arguing with the kid trying to help him.
Sighing, I struggled to keep holding everything, shifting from foot to foot, trying not to be too obvious I wanted to see Mr. Sex-on-Wheels. When I felt a heated presence behind me, I froze. With a single whiff of his aftershave my legs felt like noodles. I hadn’t responded to any man this way in my life, including good ole Christopher. Maybe the tasty thought of the forbidden had awakened my senses.
Of course, I couldn’t turn around, but I would linger by the counter, finding a reason to shift in his direction. Just for a look. That was it.
Finally, the first person grabbed his bag of items and moved on, allowing me to take a step closer.
Then I heard a chuckle. Not just any chuckle but a deep, husky one that sent quivers down both legs.
Until the bastard spoke what was on his mind.
“That shit’s gonna kill you. I’d think a pretty young chick would know better.”
His voice matched his rough and tumble personality, so deep and velvety that for a few seconds I was riding high on a cloud of bliss. Then I came crashing down as I realized he was admonishing me. “I beg your pardon?” I snapped, immediately jerking around to face him. Two things struck me right away.
One: He had to be perhaps the most gorgeous man I’d set my eyes on.
Two: He was purchasing everything healthy they had in the damn store. Nuts. Berries. Granola bars. Water. Was he kidding me?
