Total pages in book: 18
Estimated words: 15704 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 79(@200wpm)___ 63(@250wpm)___ 52(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 15704 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 79(@200wpm)___ 63(@250wpm)___ 52(@300wpm)
He picked his boot up off the floor and threw it at me. With a laugh, I ducked, letting it land somewhere behind me. Turning, I grabbed the credit card from Remi. “If anyone’s got special requests, text me,” I ordered before I headed out of the clubhouse and toward my truck. It was a Ford Raptor that I took pride in, even though I barely drove it outside of using it for work. I would always prefer the freeing feeling of being on a bike, but the truck was nice to have for things like this or rainy days.
And damn if the rainy days weren’t happening a hell of a lot this year. We couldn’t catch a fucking break, it seemed. Any projects that required us to work in the elements were put on hold until the rainy season was over… which felt like never.
Traffic was still slow this morning, which was a blessing. One would think driving would be easier living in a small town, but nope. If anything, people in small towns drove even worse than they did in big cities. In Washington County alone, which was comprised of six total towns—all of them small—there was an accident just about every single day.
When I turned into the Walmart parking lot, I was pleased to see it wasn’t busy yet. There were only a few cars in the parking lot. My kind of morning. Just how I preferred it.
I slipped out of the truck and headed into the store, grabbing a cart before wheeling it to the meat department. I grabbed random shit that would be enough to feed everyone before heading toward the frozen meals aisle, grabbing a bunch of those and tossing them in, too. Wasn’t like any of us cooked. The only time we ate home-cooked meals was because Cecily, Adler’s wife, or Athena, Seb’s wife, got everyone together and made a big meal for all of us to eat.
“Are you feeding an army?”
Warmth rushed through my veins at the sound of that sultry voice, even if she didn’t mean to sound sensual in the slightest. A grin pulled at my lips as I spun around to face Harbor. She’d been so tired when I finally got her home the other night that she’d barely been able to manage a goodnight and a thank you before stumbling into her house. I’d wanted her number, but I didn’t want her outside longer than she had to be, especially when she was so sleepy.
Honestly, I’d never expected to see her again, though I did ride by where her car had been left to see if it’d been picked up. And it had been, which was a relief.
“Hey.” She waved at me, a blush staining her cheeks. “I’m sorry if I startled you.”
I chuckled. “Nah, Har. It’s all good. Just grocery shopping for the week. We pass the job around every Sunday.”
She eyed my cart. “Did you grab everything the store carries?” she teased.
I snickered. “We’re good at a lot of things, baby, but not grocery shopping. Or cooking.” She laughed and nudged me aside before grabbing the cart from me. “Ooh, are you helping me?”
She laughed again, the sound thrumming through me, making my heart race. “Yes, I’ll help you. Because your cart is giving me anxiety,” she teased.
I grinned at her. “Please don’t judge me on my grocery shopping. I’m really good at other things.” And because I was an endless flirt, I threw in a wink for good measure just to make sure she got my drift.
She gaped at me and smacked my chest, making me bark out a laugh. “You are insufferable, Elliot.”
I winked at her. “I can make you suffer in the best way,” I flirted. I was shameless, but I also really wanted her. Something about her just settled me in a way nothing ever had before in my life. I was clutching onto her with both hands.
She cackled. “That didn’t have anything to do with what I just said.”
I shrugged at her as she grabbed some frozen vegetables and placed them in the cart. “Eh, it sounded good in my head.”
She shook her head at me, but her shoulders shook with silent laughter. “Oh, Elliot, you are something else. You know that?”
I just beamed at her.
I stared at my phone screen as I typed out a message to Harbor, who’d given me her number before I walked her to her car. She’d only been there to get paper towels for her house, but it meant the damn world to me that she’d stuck around and helped me shop, spending time with me in such a lame-ass environment. She didn’t even get annoyed by all of my lame jokes and inability to really ever be serious.
She just rolled with it, which just made me like her even more.