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This sight isn’t meant for me.
Then she smiles and my blood simmers for a different reason. Because those smiles should be mine.
I don’t deserve them. I’ve done fuck-all in my life to earn a woman like her. But I don’t care. I’m a greedy bastard.
My fingers flex around the steering wheel, indecision warring inside me.
Leave? Or storm into her shop?
Storm into her shop and… what? Demand she smile only at me? Demand she date me?
Maddie leans across one of the larger tables to collect a discarded newspaper, some of her unruly curls falling across her eyes.
She reaches up to brush them back and I’m hit with a memory. Something she said when we were walking to my car that night. She was tugging on her hair, talking about how she’d straightened it for our date, but that she wouldn’t bother next time.
Next timeas in the next date she went on.
I remind myself that it wasn’tourdate she’d done her hair for. She did that for a date with Brian.
But again, my conscience doesn’t care.
It doesn’t matter who she intended to meet that night, because she met me.
My shoulders tense.
It’s Friday. Exactly one week since I first laid eyes on her.
Will she go out again tonight? Is Friday night her date night?
The idea makes me want to rage.
She can’t.
Except she can. And she probably will. Because she told me that she wants a date for her friend’s wedding.
Motherfucking shit.
I can’t show up at The Bar again in hopes that she goes to the same place again. Right? That would be… bad?
Maddie walks towards the window, disposing of her handful of garbage.
She’s wearing a simple gray shirt under a dark sweater, but the stretch and pull of the t-shirt highlights her glorious tits. The fabric looks soft and touchable and it’s tight across her belly, making me want to bury my face in her body. Any part. I don’t even care. I’d take a shoulder blade to the nose if it means I’m close enough to be absorbed in her scent again.
I’m about to tear my eyes away, when – with her now free hands – she pushes her sleeves up her arms.
My eyes narrow.
Is that…?
She turns and walks away from me, heading towards the end of the counter, and as her whole form comes into view I see what she’s wearing. Including the familiar black hoodie hanging down to her knees.
A smile pulls across my own lips as my cock swells with caveman satisfaction. This one choice has sealed her fate.
Oh Maddie, you shouldn’t have worn my sweatshirt.
There are consequences for your actions, Baby Doll. And you’re about to find out what happens to naughty girls who misbehave.
Chapter17
