me?” he asked, showing off a boyish grin, and finally dropping my hand. We were stilling shaking hands like a pair of idiots. Christian crossed his arms over his chest and his muscles tightened, expanded, his tattoos appearing to come alive. Holy baby Jesus on Christmas morning. Lord, my ovaries!
Remembering his teasing question, I replied, “Not today,” forcing my stare back to his eyes. He chuckled, then nodded toward a table in the back of the bar.
“Come sit, and we’ll talk about your schedule.”
Chapter Five
Christian
I watched as Billie signed the packet of forms I had for new hires. She diligently read through every single form before she signed it. I liked that. I also liked how the middle of her eyebrows pinched when she was really concentrating. She was fucking adorable. When I came through the kitchen doors, I was surprised to find her inside.
Jade had told me about her friend coming in for an interview, but I didn’t expect her friend to look like Billie. At first glance she was pure innocence, with her hair curled in big ringlets that bounced as she walked, reminding me of how it felt to have a crush on a girl in school.
But that faded when I caught her gaze as she sized me up, her eyes flaring with desire. All I could picture was her in a naughty schoolgirl outfit. She was petite, and I wondered how fun it would be to throw her over my shoulder, how easy it would be. Billie had small curves, and when she smiled, it nearly knocked the air out of me. She had that look that brought men to their knees.
The cheery tone in her voice alone would have been the reason why I hired her. Her voice was light and girly, and it sounded like she was flirting with me when she really wasn’t. The male customers would love her.
When I hired her, she giggled, and I chuckled with her because it was contagious. Light pink appeared along the tops of her cheeks, and the remainder of my breath escaped me. Now I was staring at her while she filled out paperwork. She had me in a daze and I couldn’t explain why.
Billie was leaning against the table, her elbows and arms flat on the surface. She wore a V-cut cream-colored sweater, and because of our height difference I was able to see a fragment of her cleavage peeking through the top. Images of me palming her breasts flashed in my mind. Shit . I was still staring down her shirt when she looked up and caught me.
“There’s nothing in there for you,” she said jokingly. Looking at her eyes this time, I leaned in closer to her. I was suddenly hit with the sweet smell of her skin. I was trying to make her blush but instead it backfired and I was lost in her scent, big brown eyes, and the small amount of skin peeking through.
“You sure about that?” I managed to whisper. She sat back and watched me. I was afraid I’d made her feel uncomfortable, but then she chuckled, biting her bottom lip. Damn.
“Four to two?” she asked. I blinked, trying to understand her question.
“Huh?”
Billie chuckled as she stood, handing me the papers. “The times I’m working.”
Oh. I cleared my throat as I nodded. “Yeah, Thursday through Sunday. Monday and Tuesdays are your days off and on Wednesday you’ll start at four.”
“Sounds good,” she replied, lifting a backpack I hadn’t noticed until now over her shoulders. She backed away. “See ya tomorrow, boss.”
She saluted me, then turned around and walked out of the door. I grunted as I watched her exit. That’s when I noticed a patch etched on her backpack. I had seen it before, but where?
***
“So, you hired my girl Billie?” Jade asked when she strolled into my office. The night was dwindling, and we were preparing to close. I was finishing up some paperwork and inputting Billie’s information into the system. Sybil McAllister. Sybil. Interesting.
“Yeah, she’ll be a good addition,” I replied as I typed in her date of birth. Looking back to
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