Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 56651 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 283(@200wpm)___ 227(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56651 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 283(@200wpm)___ 227(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
All that bad behavior was much more my department. Lucky and I were the big mouths of the club. Jersey Mike had a mouth on him too. But Mac? Hell, he was the softest spoken mofo in the entire club.
So it was shocking as hell to see him laughing at me like that. Jersey Mike was laughing too. A couple of other guys who hadn’t heard the exchange looked bemused. They had no idea what they were laughing about.
I waited patiently for the foreman’s giggle fest to settle down.
“You done?”
“Not sure yet,” Mac said, wiping his eyes. But then he shook his head. “I have just the job for you.”
“What’s that?”
“Drake, my friend, I’m putting you on jackhammer duty.”
This time, I had to fucking laugh, too.
CHAPTER THREE
Dana
“He’s out there again.”
“Who?”
“Don’t tell me you haven’t noticed him!” Paige and the other nurses exchanged glances and giggled. “Everyone else has!”
“I have no idea what you are talking about,” I said, feeling a bit tired. I was younger than most of the other nurses that worked the ob ward, but sometimes I felt a thousand years older.
“The gorgeous guy on the bike!”
“That’s not a bike, that’s a hog,” one of the other girls said with a laugh.
“Biker?”
“You know, one of the Devil’s Riders. He was here the night one of their old ladies had a baby.”
“Again, no clue what you are talking about,” I said, with a slight frown. And yet… an image popped up in my mind. A handsome, but battered face. A leather jacket. The smell of woodsmoke and diesel. He had called me Sunshine…
So yeah, I kinda knew who they might be talking about.
“He’s been hanging around the parking lot.”
“Doing what?”
“Waiting for someone. But we can’t figure out who.”
My breath caught in her throat. Maybe… could he be waiting for me? I could step outside during my break. Get some air. Or pretend I needed something from her car…
“Is he out there now? I want to see this ‘gorgeous guy on the bike’,” I said, playing off my sudden curiosity with an eye roll.
“Yes! Go outside! I’ll come with,” squealed Paige. She had a boyfriend and would never cheat, but her general thirst levels were epic. It was one of the things about her that made me laugh the most. The girl was unrepentantly horny.
“Hmmm, well I do need to get something from my car…”
“Put on some lipgloss first!”
“Okay, okay,” I muttered as I grudgingly put some gloss on my lips. I knew that this was fruitless. My lips looked the same no matter what I did. I rarely wore makeup anyway. It got me too much unwanted attention. Something about makeup seemed to signal to every male in the vicinity that I was open for business, and I most definitely was not.
The candy shop was closed. It pretty much always had been. But I wasn’t completely immune to gruff, handsome men who held newborn babies like they were precious and breakable as fine china.
So yeah, I put on the lipgloss.
Paige looked me over, fluffed my hair and nodded.
“Let’s do this,” she said, looking not unlike a drill sergeant as we approached the main entrance to the hospital. The double doors slid open and we stepped out into the cool night air.
And. There. He. Was.
All six foot four inches of him.
It was him. And judging from the look on his face when he saw me, he had been waiting for me. He had definitely been waiting for me.
Holy smokes, I thought, immediately hearing my Auntie’s voice in my head. She hated when I cussed, so even ‘holy smokes’ was still a little too close to the line.
You hush, now. Be a lady. He likes you, girl.
He did like me. And he was beyond gorgeous. Slightly less bruised and battered than the first night we had met. And he had been… hanging out here waiting for me? Really?
He straightened from where he was leaning negligently against his bike and walked right towards me.
“You’re here,” he said with a look of wonder. Paige giggled and I resisted the urge to elbow her.
“Hi… I work here,” I said hesitantly.
“I know.”
“I didn’t catch your name,” I said, entirely unsure how to handle this guy. He was being so direct and I was unused to flirting, to say the least. But he was acting like I was a movie star or the most beautiful woman in the world, and I was definitely neither.
He stared at me, his eyes a rich, warm brown. Very, very warm.
“My name is Drake. I’ve been waiting for you.”
Okay… he was very, very direct.
“Loitering,” I countered with a raised eyebrow.
He let out a sharp bark of a laugh but the look in his eyes was pure male appreciation.
“Yes. I’ve been loitering out here waiting for you, Sunshine.”
Oh. My.
Direct was… an understatement.
A shiver went down my spine at the look he was giving me. His eyes went right through me… like he could see underneath my clothes. It was like his eyes were touching me. But not inappropriately. Just… well, let’s just say his eyes gave new meaning to the word ‘thirsty’.