Page 23 of Bound to Burn


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“Does Erin know how immature you are?”

“Are you going to help me out or not?” he asks, clearly annoyed with me.

“Of course.” I roll my eyes even though he can’t see me.

“Wait!” Jack yells before I hang up. “Meet me this afternoon?”

“I can’t just leave the shop at a moment’s notice.”

“Jesus Christ, don’t you have some emo kid to chase away the customers?” Jack asks, annoyed.

“I do.” I pause. “Not an emo kid, but someone else.”

“Who? Was it that chick from the festival? Erin’s friend?”

“I’ll go shopping with you tomorrow,” I avoid answering him.

“Don’t use that word.”

“What word?”

“Shopping. It makes it sound like we’re…” he pauses for a minute, “shopping.” I can hear the distaste in his tone.

“Goodbye, Jack.” I hit the end button and shove the phone in my pocket.

I push off from the desk, place the sucker in my mouth and walk back up front. Sasha is leaning on the counter, her laptop open in front of her. Her ass is on full display, and I can’t help that my gaze travels down her long, tanned legs.

When she sees me she straightens up, watching as I pull the sucker from my mouth.

She looks at me expectantly. I could tell her all the things that are running through my mind right now… that whenever she looks at me with those big brown eyes, it makes my stomach tighten. Whenever she bites her lip, I want to sink my teeth into it too. Whenever she laughs, especially when I’m the one to make her do it, I feel an ache in my chest.

But the fact is I am too goddamn old to make a fool of myself. Even if she did want me to kiss her, we are not at the same place in life.

Not to mention, she works for me.

“Can you switch days and work this weekend?” I ask her.

She lets out a breath as if she was expecting me to say something else, but she nods in agreement.

9

THE BETTER MAN

CASH

Wrap It Up by The Fabulous Thunderbirds

“Let me look at that one,” Jack demands, as he taps a finger to the glass case.

The woman behind the counter starts to pull out a ring. “No, that one.” He jabs a finger to the left, and the woman struggles to figure out which ring he’s pointing at. I can tell how irritated Jack is getting. He looks like he’s about to implode.

“Do you mind bringing out the case?” I intercede calmly, trying to diffuse the situation.

The woman looks from Jack to me as if this is breaking protocol. I give her a pleading look and she finally brings out the whole case of rings, glaring at me the whole time.

“Happy now?” I say to Jack as the woman steps back, giving us a little privacy.

He ignores me and paws through the rings, inspecting one after the other. “Fuck, why is this so hard?”

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