Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 83598 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 418(@200wpm)___ 334(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83598 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 418(@200wpm)___ 334(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
“Why? Isn’t that something she does often for him?” I sounded as uninterested as I hoped.
Leo nodded. “Yeah, but you’re here, and, well, in case you weren’t aware, you are way hotter than Eliana.”
I disagreed with him, but I was a better person than Eliana.
“Thank you, Leo. But the day I get on my knees for a man like that will never come. I’m not a whore,” I replied. Although I’d been called one by the devil in the back.
Leo grinned. “No, you’re not. You’re also not a bitch. I’m not sure you have any flaws, Fawn Parker.”
He was flirting. Not good. I wasn’t doing the cougar thing anymore. Those days were gone.
I smiled at him and patted his hand. “Trust me, my flaws are there. I just hide them well. It comes with age,” I told him, then took the drinks and headed back to work.
Seven
Fawn
The Harley and the man leaning against it outside my camper was not what I wanted to see today. I groaned in frustration and got out of the car. The past two nights at work had been hell. Although last night, Garrett Hughes hadn’t shown, and Eliana had been there. She had taken every chance she could to talk about the previous night, when she’d been locked away with Garrett.
Knowing that the man had made fun of the way I talked, that he thought I was too old to be a server but was being charitable since I lived in a camper, and considered me barely tolerable had been hard to hear. Leo and Felix had accused Eliana of making that stuff up and come to my defense, saying there wasn’t a man on earth who thought that about me. I knew she wasn’t lying. The fact that she knew I lived in a camper told me that Garrett had told her that about me. I refused to let those two defeat me. I would work my ass off and get the money we needed, then leave them behind.
Micah, on the other hand, was getting on my damn nerves. Why had he come back? Didn’t he have better things to do than drive all the way here from Miami twice in one week?
“Micah, you have got to stop showing up here,” I told him, walking past him on my way to the camper door.
“I wanted to check on you, babe,” he said as he followed me.
I slapped a hand on the closed door, wanting to scream. “I don’t need you to check on me.”
His hand touched my arm, and I flung it off and spun around.
“Listen, Micah, I have had a bad week. I am not in the mood for this. We are done. Over. Finished. We were the moment I heard you getting your cock sucked by Dylan. She wants you. She will put up with your whorish lifestyle. I don’t want to. I want to take this camper and travel up the East Coast with Gypsi. That is what I want!” I was shouting when I finished.
I hadn’t meant to lose my temper, but Micah had decided to stop by on a bad day.
His beautiful face looked so defeated. Was he serious? What we’d had wasn’t that life-changing. Why was he not letting it go?
Feeling like I’d just kicked a puppy, I reached out and touched his cheek. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to yell. I can’t do this with you. Please, go back to Miami and stop coming here. Okay?”
He closed his eyes and inhaled sharply. “You’re breaking my heart, Fawn. I can’t get you out of my head.”
The urge to grab his shoulders and shake him was strong, but I didn’t. “Micah, I am too old for you. Right now, it’s not a big deal. But even if you could keep your dick out of other women, in fifteen years, I’ll be fifty-one. You’ll be forty-one. This was never going to be long-term. It was a moment in time.”
He covered my hand with his, and I dropped mine from his face, not wanting the contact.
“Age doesn’t matter to me,” he argued.
“It does to me,” I replied. “And it will to you, too, one day.”
He ran his hand over his face and growled, “Fine. If this is how you want it.”
“It is.”
When his eyes met mine, I could see his acceptance. Finally.
“Why was Hughes here?” he asked me.
I should have known he’d want to know. “He fired me the night before and came to give me my job back.”
Micah narrowed his eyes as he stared at me seriously. “Fawn, you need to stay away from him. You don’t know him like I do. He’s a bad man.”
I let out a laugh. “That won’t be a problem. He doesn’t like me. I disgust him.”
Micah looked at me as if I was crazy. “No, you don’t, and, yes, babe, he likes you. Keep your distance. Hell, find a new job. One where he isn’t. Better yet, get out of this town. He owns it.”