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to the forefront. His cock, which had subsided to a semi hard-on, raged back to life, primed and ready for action.
    Great, what was he now? A fucking Boy Scout?
    Being around her was distracting when he needed his game face on. His bear though, was comforted by her presence. Every so often it lumbered forward to just under his skin, peering out through his eyes to look at the curvy, dark-haired beauty. Then it chuffed, happy she was safe, and sank into the depths of Reese’s soul. Never before had it reacted in such a way.
    Proof positive, if she could calm his bear, then she really was his mate.
    Shoving the laptop into the case, along with his glasses, he levered up from the table and strolled toward her as she lifted an order from the counter.
    “Little bit of business to take care of, sweetheart.” He leaned in, stopping her turn halfway to whisper in her ear. “I’ll be back later.”
    And with that parting line, he left the diner.
     

Chapter Four
     
    The day had been the day from hell. No, actually, that was an understatement. It had been so busy that Bobbi really needed to clone both herself and Louise to even keep level. As it was, neither of them had a chance to take a lunch break, and she’d needed to pee for the last three hours.
    It wasn’t that hard work bothered her, she preferred to be busy. Being busy kept her going after her parents’ death in a car accident two years ago. She’d buried herself so far into the grind, that the motel and diner, her parents’ dream, had become her sole reality.
    But there was busy, and there was busy, and the first time she got a chance to draw breath was near to closing time.
    “Sure you’re okay closing up?” Louise asked as Bobbi emerged from the restroom.
    “Yeah, I’m good, thanks, hon.”
    She cast a glance over the younger woman. Bless her, she looked as exhausted as Bobbi felt. She knew without asking, Louise was having issues with her brother again… it was the only thing that put that haunted look in her eyes.
    Circumspectly, she checked Louise over again, looking for any unexplained cuts and bruises. If there ever were any, she didn’t care how much of a badass biker Louise’s brother was, Bobbi would give him an ass whooping he’d never forget. She might not be big and scary, but she’d wrestled enough with her older brother, and knew enough dirty tricks to put serious hurt on a guy.
    Dangly bits, it was all about the dangly bits. She gave a mental snort of amusement… And they said women were the weaker sex. Yeah, right.
    She smiled, and did a little jig she really didn’t have the energy for. “See? Full of beans!” She stopped the dance before her knees could gang up on her and quit working. “You get off. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
    “Thanks, Bob, I appreciate it.” Louise grabbed her coat and bag from under the counter, and beat feet for the door. The bell jangled, heralding her departure, and Bobbi grabbed the cloth and spray. With a sigh, she looked around the diner. At the dirty tables.
    “Who you gonna call... grimebusters?” she muttered, and started to clean.
    The tables were filthy. She muttered under her breath as she scrubbed, pausing to tackle a particularly stubborn area on the table in the corner. It appeared to be some kind of nuclear waste welded to the laminate surface, but she suspected it was actually the pie from lunch.
    She’d just moved onto the second table when the door opened again, the bell dancing maniacally on its hook like a small whirlwind had burst through. Without looking up. Bobbi smiled amusement.
    “That was quick. What did you forget this time?”
    Seriously, Louise had a memory like a sieve. She always forgot something. So much so they had a “lost property” box under the counter and a “shit Louise left” box.
    Danger, Bobbi Bradbury, danger.
    Her instincts warned her a moment before hard hands closed on her shoulders. She squeaked as she was spun around to look into the face of Conrad