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very kind of you, but it’s not necessary. I only live a few blocks and I’ve been walking home safe every night since I started working here. I’ll be just fine, but thanks for your concern.”
    I saw I was gonna have to put my foot down with this one. No way was she walking home alone when I was here to take her. No woman of mine was walking when I had a perfectly good truck outside waiting for her fine ass to get in it. Holy shit, where the fuck did that come from? I needed to get my shit together and quick before I said something else to hurt her feelings.
    The Fosters must have heard us talking and decided to appear at the front of the shop right then. They both looked from me to Clover then back to me again, each showing that same silly-ass smile on their faces that Mr. Foster had when he first opened the door.
    “Well, hello, Range, dear. How are you doing this fine evening? I didn’t expect to see you so soon. Isn’t that right, Clover, dear?”
    What was with these two tonight and why did they keep saying that shit?
    “I just came by to see if I could give Clover a lift home, seeing as she has to walk and all.”
    “Of course, dear, that sounds like a wonderful idea. Clover was just finishing up for the evening. She is more than welcome to leave now.”
    I thought Clover’s eyes were going to bug right out of her head as she listened to Mrs. Foster give us the ok to leave. Before she had a chance to protest further, Mrs. Foster quickly reached up and pulled that hair net from around Clover’s head, releasing her long mane of beautiful hair around her shoulders, at the same time he untied her apron. She then gave Clover a little shove in my direction, just enough to get her feet moving and ass in gear.
    “See you on Monday, dear. And please, try and have a little fun for once.”
    I held open the door for us to leave, giving a quick waive to the Fosters on our way out. As soon as we stepped outside onto the pavement, Clover turned around, abruptly putting a halt to our departure.
    “I’m sorry, Range, but I can’t get in your truck so you can drive me home. I don’t ride with strangers and to be perfectly honest, I don’t know you well enough to get in a vehicle with you and let you drive me anywhere. I know I assaulted you earlier, but I’m not the type of girl who accepts rides from people I don’t know.”
    She was so cute right now I had to stop myself from launching myself at her and kissing the shit out of that chocolate-covered face of hers. As much as I disagreed with her, I understood her hesitation about wanting to get in a car with me. I mean, let’s face it, if she knew the type of person I was, she would probably run screaming in the other direction. I decided to put her out of her misery and suggested a compromise instead.
    “You’re right, Clover. You don’t really know me, so how about I walk you home and I’ll just come back for the truck afterwards?”
    “You don’t have to go through so much trouble. I’ll be fine, I promise.”
    “It’s no trouble, tootsie baby. Let’s go before the lightning bugs start to swarm.”
    The mention of bugs got her ass moving with a small huff. I could already see this girl was going to be a lot of fun. She just didn’t know it yet.
     

CHAPTER 9
    Clover
     
    I couldn’t believe Range just showed up out of the blue to drive me home. I should have known something was up when Mrs. Foster grabbed her purse from under the workstation and started putting on lipstick. Now he was walking next to me, while I tried to come up with something to say. I guessed asking him why he showed up at all was a good place to start, but for some reason, I was afraid of the answer. I took a deep breath and decided to just go for it. What was the worst that could happen?
    “So, um, Range, do you normally make a habit of picking up strangers from work?”
    “Only the pretty ones that jump on my back and feel me up.”
    “Well, you obviously have the wrong girl.