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Pulling a worn bandanna out ofheat Hottest summer on record, and Hallies Falls was even worse than back hoht because the piece of shit AC couldn’t keep up in ured I et ood cover at the sa was a step up at this point
A string of bells jingled as I opened the shop door Very old-school, which I guess h a tihteen hundreds There were fancy little shelves holding fancy little teacups Each of the s held a fully set table with cloth napkins, shiny silver, and a hundred s that would probably shatter if I looked at them too hard The battered wooden floor had been scattered with old-fashioned floor rugs to create separate display areas, along with strategically placed side tables and even a couple of old dressers It was clever, although how the hell it h money to keep the doors open was beyond me—couldn’t be much market for specialty tea shit in a town like Hallies Falls
Across the back of the shop was a glassed-in case full of chocolates, along with an old-fashioned cash register straight out of Little House on the Prairie I walked over to it
“Anyone here?” I asked, frowning There was a door behind the counter that opened into what looked like a s sound and reached for un automatically, then jerked my hand away Fuck I’d been jumpy as hell ever since I pulled into this stupid town Those instincts ave away too much
“Be with you in a sec,” said a sexy, drawling voice from behind the counter A voice that oozed sh alert “I was just checking the temperature in the candy case”
Long, slender fingers tipped with bright red polish reached up to grip the countertop for support as the hottest, most fuckable woman I’d ever met in my life stood up and smiled at me Yeah, this had been a bad idea I’d seen Tinker Garrett in the distance once already—my club brother, Painter, and I had checked her while she was unloading the trunk of a sweet, cherry-red Mustang convertible a couple days earlier I’d known then she was exactly my type, but now that I’d looked at her up close? Fuckin’ hellI’d oddairls to shae of her naked and sprawled across one of those prissy little tables filled my mind I had to hold back a shudder
Walk out—this isn’t going to end well
“Hi, I’ up to wipe the sweat off her forehead That set her tits inif her nipples were pink or brown Pink, I decided Her skin was super pale and white, like crea creamy and lickable
She had black hair with bangs, and she wore this tight little top that soed to look prim and seductive at the same tih and pointed and big enough to overflow in my hands while I held them
Throw in a pair of puffy red lips designed to suck cock and wide, green eyes with thick black lashes?
Yeah, I’d hit that Early and often
“Can I help you?” she asked, and I reached across the counter, wiping away a sht hold of myself Great, scare the shit out of her, why don’t you?
“Sorry,” I said “You’ve got dirt on your face”
She gave a bright laugh “I’ve probably got dirt all over It’s one of those grubby, sticky kind of days, you know?”
Sticky? In her mouth it was a dirty word, and I wanted toas a bead of sweat rolled down her neck and into her cleavage I lickedme that ere in the middle of a conversation
“You don’t exactly look like one ofyou’re here about the job?” she asked, sotten why I’d walked into the store—she was that fuckable Tiny and pretty, but still round in all the right places Despite theher down into the dark with me
Sing, Iit seriously needed, which took real willpower
“Yeah, according to the sign, you’ve got an aparte for work Still open?”
“Yes,” she said, and I swear her eyes diet these chocolates into the base when I ca”—not the only thing—“and I can’t afford to lose product Can you come back in an hour or so?”