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“Oh.”
“Yeah, oh.” He kissed her lips. “We’ll talk soon.”
“This was nothing.”
He took her hand and placed it on his stiff dick. “This isn’t nothing.”
Her face was so red.
Bull wasn’t used to women being so embarrassed easily. The temptation to push her to see just how far he could was so strong, but he held himself back. There was other business to attend to.
“I want you back at the shop tomorrow,” he said.
“Oh, but—”
“No buts. You have a job to do, and I expect you there.” He was going to be the one to keep an eye on her.
“I’m not a child. You don’t need to treat me like one.”
“I have no intention of treating you like a child, but I will certainly make sure your cute ass remains that way.” He winked at her, and once again, she bowed her head and made her escape. He let her go, but he intended to follow her.
Chapter Six
Maddie didn’t know how people lived their lives as if nothing was going on, when her nerves were close to shredding. Every time the phone rang, she wondered if something had happened at the animal shelter or even to Hellen. Her paranoia was at an all-time high.
“This is what you get when you kiss the devil.”
Her mother would be berating her from beyond the grave. She had to concentrate on work. After pulling her glasses from out of her hair, she slid them on and the invoice magically made a whole lot more sense.
She expected the delivery to arrive in thirty minutes. Bull had already made a space for it in the back, and seeing as they had a low customer footfall, he wanted her to check over the inventory of what came in and what they already had.
The back of the garage stank of parts, oil, car fumes, and other things she didn’t have a name for.
Maddie looked at some of the codes on the sheet and checked the main shelf to see if they matched up, and each time they did, and they had the correct number, she was happy. Anything that didn’t add up, she needed to put a question mark against. Bull had said he would check over everything once she was done.
She was sure he was attempting to keep her busy rather than allowing her to dwell on what was going on.
Nothing is going on.
No? Then why did you get that feeling something wasn’t right with George?
She rubbed at her temples. Hellen had sent her a text late last night. George had yelled at her and told her if she didn’t start to do her job properly, she wouldn’t have one to come back to. It was ironic considering Hellen was also a volunteer. George had always seemed like a nice guy. A little full of himself at times, but for the most part, stand-up. She had always enjoyed seeing him and talking with him. His focus had always seemed to be on the animals and nothing else.
“It’s late,” Bull said.
She released a squeal and spun around to see him standing in the entryway to the back of the garage. “You scared me.”
“So I see.”
“It can’t be late. We’ve still got a delivery.” She glanced down at her watch and saw it was a little after six. “Huh, what the hell happened?”
“Time runs away with you when you’re having fun.”
She sighed. “This isn’t fun.” She turned to look at him.
They had kissed just yesterday. His lips had been on hers, and it was embarrassing to admit he was her first real kiss. She couldn’t help but lick her lips, almost as if she could taste him on her tongue.
“What are you thinking about?” Bull asked.
“Nothing.” She hated lying.
“Liar.” He took a step inside the room.
Maddie held still, watching him as he advanced into the room. She had nowhere else to go. Biting her lip, she couldn’t help but wonder at just how far he’d be willing to go. Would he stop before he reached her, or would he come right at her? Did she want him to come at her? To kiss her?
She was so confused. Men had never treated her like this.
“You’re thinking about that kiss, aren’t you?” He stepped until he was right in front of her. She had no choice but to tilt her head back to look at him. To see the sharp greenness of his eyes. The scar that ran down his lip caught her attention. She wasn’t afraid, she was tempted. His lips had felt amazing on hers. The firmness of them.
After tucking her hair behind her ear, she readjusted her glasses and returned her attention to him. “I think it’s best if I go.”
“What are you afraid of?” he asked.
“I’m not afraid of anything.”
“Are you afraid of being alone with me?”
“You’re not scary, Bull.”
