came in to get the payment set up. She’d wanted to talk to him about possibly having a few extra crates a month sent in so that she could give them to the rebels without them knowing that she was using her own funds for the goods. Only Hilconn, the little dick hadn’t left the room. Even when he was told to go help unload the crates. It had pissed her off. When she’d entered the warehouse to find the two men facing off she’d thought getting rid of Hilconn would be her chance to discuss the business she needed to discuss with the bikers.
Only now she was thinking as her eyes darted back and forth that maybe being alone in an empty warehouse with a man she knew nothing about wasn’t such a bright idea. Not that he wasn’t beautiful. The man looked like a scruffy angel with light brown hair and the greenest eyes she’d ever seen. His face seemed like it had been sculpted by a master. She took another step backwards worrying her lower lip with her teeth. His eyes seemed to be drawn to that like a predator sensing weakness.
“I’m Ratchet. Nice to meet you, Mia.” Ratchet told her his body following hers as she hit the wall. She gasped a little when his arms landed on the wall beside her on either sides blocking her in. She came across like a frightened child which pleased him somehow. Her reaction meant that she hadn’t been around many men and that satisfied him in some way.
“You know, Mia. If you want we can discuss the price. If you play your cards right I may be able to adjust it for you, beauty.” He told her as his hand tugged at a loose curl near her ear that had escaped from her twist.
“I-what…no I.” She stuttered unsure how to handle the man who was surrounding her with his male heat and the scent of leather and man. Feeling stalked by this man whose eyes watched her like a wolf she remembered from a movie she’d seen once. It had been looking at an elk that it wanted to eat, so she was a bit concerned by the predatory look. She knew that the man wanted her. She was sheltered but she had had sex before. It was apparent that the man was filled with an untamed sexuality that made her body feel liquid, and her breaths come in little pants. She wasn’t sure how to handle a man with such raw untamed sexual prowess.
“Such pretty lips, Mia.” He murmured startling her.
“We should go outside with the others.” Mia managed to get out in a breathless whisper. She wanted to push him away, but she was afraid that touching him would make him pounce.
“Ummm….not quite yet, beauty.” Ratchet told her. He was going to at least get a kiss from those sexy lips before he left this warehouse. He leaned forward intending to do just that, but his lips were a mere breath away when they heard shouting outside. Ratchet snapped to attention. His body moving to the door before he thought about what he was doing. It was instinct to move into danger, but what surprised him was the protective feeling that rose in his chest.
“Stay behind me.” He growled at Mia as he headed for the door to see what was going on.
Mia was breathlessly anticipating the man’s kiss when suddenly the lazy predatory was replaced by a warrior. He demanded that she stay behind him as he moved towards the door and Mia was shocked at her own reaction to the man. She’d been about to let a perfect stranger kiss her. What the hell was wrong with her? It was indecent for her to allow him such privileges. She knew that had he not been distracted by the commotion outside, she would have allowed it though. That worried her. She couldn’t afford to mess this job up when she had just started the position.
Only for some reason, the scruffy biker, with his days worth of stubble and his tanned male chest covered in muscles and a leather vest, made her feel breathless and needy. Finally managing to get her hormones under control she followed Ratchet to the door after a moment. She paused to straighten her hair and her blouse. Then