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He’s stripping me bare with his eyes, trying to figure me out.
Turning around, Python is still kneeling down, giving Blue some much-needed attention.
His calloused hands run through Blue’s fur, and while this isn’t something sexual at all, it only makes me wonder what it would feel like to have his rough hands against my skin.
I have to shake my internal thoughts away.
I can’t be thinking about this.
I don’t even know this guy, and I don’t want to be mixed up in anything that could bring me more headaches.
For fuck’s sake, being anywhere close to a man in an MC is sure to bring me more issues.
“Astra, did you hear me?” Oakleigh pulls my attention out of my mind.
I shake my head. “Sorry, I was just thinking about something. What was that?”
“Would it be a far stretch to think I could have an exhibition maybe around the end of next month after we’ve given people a chance to see some of my work?”
I pull my cell out from the back of my jeans and pull up my calendar. “One second, let me look and see what I have available.”
This month is booked, and the first night next month is too.
It must be her lucky day.
“Yeah, we can do the last Friday of next month.”
A lot of newer artists come in here and think I’ll flat-out say no to them, but that’s not what I’m about.
I want every single person who comes into my café to feel heard for their art to be put on display for people to appreciate.
Python rises, and Blue steps back a few paces, readies himself, and launches into Python’s arms.
I raise my brows and chuckle. “I haven’t ever seen him like anyone this much.”
Oakleigh elbows Python in the side. “Maybe it’s a sign you should take him home.”
Python cackles, his deep, gravelly voice echoing through the shop. “I don’t think so. I don’t even like cats.”
I cock my head to the side and decide to be a little playful. “Oh, but I thought you liked pussy?”
He’s caught in a place where he damn well can’t deny it without anyone thinking he’s gay.
Python chuckles and licks his lips. “Well played, Astra.”
Heat floods my cheeks as desire tightens low in my stomach.
Something about this man’s brazen confidence and playful demeanor is insanely attractive.
A smug grin pulls at Python’s ruggedly handsome face, and all I want to do is wipe that smirk off.
Well, that, and imagine what else he can do with that mouth of his.
Jesus, I can’t be thinking like this.
It just goes to show that I haven’t gotten any action in a very, very long time.
Probably too long.
