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I zip my lips and follow her out to my truck, my eyes watching the soft sway of her hips.
Like a swing side to side and it’s addicting. She turns around quickly at the door and I look up, flushing when she glares at me again. “Do you want to drive or should I?”
We’ve both got our trucks here so either of us could drive. But I want to be the one in control this first time.
“I’ll drive,” I say and steer her over to my truck. She huffs and ducks away from my hands.
“I can walk, Sebastian Rowe.”
She climbs in and I get into the driver’s side. “Why do you call me that? You always used to call me Seb.”
“That’s when we were friends. We are not friends.”
“We could be.”
“Not in this lifetime.”
I groan and growl under my breath. “You are a very stubborn woman, Misty.”
“Yep. Let’s get going. I’ve got a bunch of stuff to do in the morning and I don’t want to be out all night.”
“Fine.”
I pull out and head down the road, breathing in her soft peppermint scent and wondering if it’s just a body spray or if all of her smells like that. Does she use a scented body wash? Because if she does this is cruel and unusual punishment. I love candy canes and she knows it. She shouldn’t have worn that shit. I want to lick her all over and then toss her over my shoulder, drag her to my ranch and tie her to the bed until she agrees to stop this damn horse shit.
Half an hour later we’re pulling up to the store and I’m so damn hard that it hurts to climb out of the truck. But I climb out and shift my damn jeans on the sidewalk where she can’t see me. Hopefully.
We push the door open and I step in front of her when I see a huge, bearded guy standing just inside the door.
“I was just about to close up,” he rumbles in a harsh, ragged voice. I recognize it from the phone and relax slightly.
“I’m here for the donation to the charity in Hamilton. The group home addition one? The crystal partridge in a pear tree.”
“Ah.” He nods and leads me to where he has it standing. It’s even bigger than I expected.
“Whew!” I tip my hat back and scuff my boots on the floor. “That’s big.”
The big man nods. “And very delicate. How are you planning on transporting this?”
I nod to the front door. “I’ve got my truck out there. I was going to put it in the back and tie it down.”
The man sighs. “I’ll help you, but you might want to have someone sit in back with it to keep an eye on it.”
“That can be you,” Misty immediately volunteers me.
Glaring at her, I growl, ”Nice.”
She shrugs. “It’s winter. I’m not riding in the back of a truck. And this is your fault.”
The guy eyes us carefully and then he leans around me and takes a good, long look at Misty which immediately sets off my radar. “You two together.”
I start to shake my head no but Misty laughs. Loudly. “No way!”
He chuckles at her and holds out his big, meaty paw. “I’m Hendricks. Rusty. Nice to meet such a pretty little thing.” Misty flushes and ducks her head, her brown curls falling in front of her bright, smiling blue eyes.
“Thank you,” she whispers. A little trickle of unease goes down my spine.
Oh hell no! I turn and walk over to the big piece of crystal, walking around it. “We better get this show on the road. I think that Mistletoe has to get up early in the morning. Probably has to take care of the hogs or something.” I laugh roughly. “Remember when you fell in the pig trough that one year? You were covered in water and food bits. It was so funny!”
