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“Did you even taste it?” I ask.
He grins at me. “Yeah, cupcake, I did. It was the shit, just like King said it would be.”
Before I can say another word, he clears his throat, his eyes searching my own, and then a presence appears at my side, and I turn slowly to face it. That presence is King. He isn’t looking at me, though. He’s staring straight ahead at the man who has been talking to me.
“You got somewhere to be, Clink?”
The man grins, then shakes his head before he turns and walks away, lifting his hand in the air and flipping us the bird.
“Let me get you paid. Why don’t you come into my room? I’ll get you your money.”
I think about telling him no, wondering why he would want me in his room, but then I decide that I need to get paid, and he’s been nothing but professional. He gave me this job and said that he wanted to pay me more than I asked for. It seems too good to be true. Maybe it is.
Following behind him, I move through the room, keeping my gaze on the backs of his legs, watching them move, one foot in front of the other. He turns down a dark hallway, and like a lamb to the slaughter, I follow him.
My breaths begin to come out in pants. I’m such an idiot. He moves into a room, and I take two steps inside before I stop. Only then do I lift my eyes from the floor upward. When I do, I’m glad that I haven’t taken more than just a few steps inside because this room is gross.
It doesn’t smell, but it’s a disaster. Beer bottles, cans, clothes strewn everywhere. I’m not the best housekeeper on the planet, but my apartment floors are at least picked up.
King walks over to a small dresser, and I watch as he tugs open one of the drawers. He pushes some things around inside, then straightens and turns around to face me. His eyes find mine, and then something happens. The expression on his face changes.
It’s not humorous. I’m not exactly sure what it is. Maybe it’s sexy. I haven’t really had much experience with sexy in my life. I’m not sexy, and nobody sexy has ever wanted anything to do with me. I just don’t know how I’m breathing standing in front of this man. How am I breathing and not completely expired?
“I know you said three bucks a cupcake, but you came all this way, and whoever that is out there drove you. I have five for you.”
“That’s too much,” I whisper.
He shakes his head once, then shoves the money toward me. “It’s not,” he rasps.
God. He’s beautiful. Seriously.
My gaze slides across his chest, and I see the Dark Horse MC patch. He’s one of them, too. I didn’t realize it the other times because I was too focused on looking at his face and his body. Studying the jacket he wears was not a priority.
I reach out and take the money from him, my fingers sliding against the back of his palm. He’s warm, his hand strong, and I wonder if a man like him could ever be into someone like me.
I mean, I’m sure I’m too young and immature for him. I definitely don’t have my shit together, but maybe one day, someone like him, sexy and strong, could want a hot-mess baker.
“Shawn.”
He’s never said my name before. I didn’t even realize he knew it. Shoving the money into my back pocket, I clear my throat. “King,” I whisper.
“Fuck,” he hisses, his eyes holding mine as he moves a little closer.
He doesn’t say anything else as he closes the distance between us. I can’t help but feel as if he’s stalking toward me. When he stops just a few inches away from me, he lifts his hand and slides the back of his fingers down my cheek.
“I like the way you say my name,” he grunts.
I open my mouth but snap it closed because I don’t know what to say. Sucking in a breath, I hold it for a moment, then let it out slowly. “King,” I repeat, but it’s on a whimper.
He touches me. Then he leans down, and I feel his lips touch mine. A whisper of a kiss makes my whole body freeze.
“You do,” he murmurs against my mouth as he lifts his head, his gaze searching mine and his lips pulling up in the corners.
“What?” I ask.
“Taste just as fucking sweet as you look.”
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