Chapter Six
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Harper
“One scoop strawberry, sprinkles and chocolate sauce please”
I froze, the voice was male, gravelly and it sent the hair on the back of my neck standing up to attention.
“I’m sorry we are clo…” whirling with a smile on my face I froze.
His smile was lazy as he lounged on the counter, forearms looking even more tanned than they had a few weeks ago when I had last seen him.
I had thrown his number out just like I had promised myself I would but that didn’t mean he hadn’t been on my mind.
Occasionally.
Maybe more than occasionally but still I hadn’t gone looking for him. He had made his intentions clear. He wasn’t interested and I wasn’t available anyway , at least not emotionally.
Yet here he was, all floppy dark hair and swagger. Looking like even more trouble.
“And a butterscotch” The man at his side was around the same age , his face just as beautiful in a more angular way. He was smiling a million dollar smile , his teeth white and even.
I swallowed hard. Glancing down at the leather they both wore and the patches on them.
Jett.
Bane.
Obviously not their real names.
“I’m sorry we are closed” I finally got the words out of my mouth , taking some of the edge off my tone with a small smile.
“You can’t even make an exception for your man here?” The man who I assumed was Bane gave a chuckle and I flushed scarlet.
What did he mean my man?
I didn’t have a man.
“Shut up” Jetts voice was gruff , a low growl.
Was he embarrassed? I smiled down at the cloth in my hand and carried on wiping down the side.
“What time do you get off?”
His question took me by surprise “in about half hour, why?”
“He wants to ask you to a party” Bane seemed to be enjoying his friends embarrassment.
“You can go and wait outside, I’m not even sure why you are here” Jett was running his hand through his hair.
“To watch you crash and burn of course”
“Asshole”
I hid a smile, turning away slightly and wiping down the mixer I had already wiped down five minutes earlier.
“So yeah there’s a party if you fancy it. A chance to meet some new people. You know make some friends” He shrugged.
I frowned , was he asking me on a date?
“You didn’t phone”
Swallowing hard I turned to him. “I wasn’t in any trouble”
His face darkened. “You could have phoned just to hang out, I was hoping you would come back to the Lions head and have a drink with us”
Us? Who was this us? And what the hell was the Lions Head?
Ah the bar I had met him out. I hadn’t even thought to look what it was called. I had just desperately needed a job. Didn’t really matter where.
“Sorry I didn’t realise” I sounded lame and I knew it but my voice held steady. I couldn’t get involved with a man like Jett no matter how much my lady parts wanted me to.
“So this party?” His eyes were like icy pools as he stared at me. And more than once his eyes darted to the v neck of the pink dress that was my uniform. I wasn’t well endowed enough to exactly have a voluptuous cleavage spilling out but his eyes lingered anyway.
“Thanks for invite but I’m just going to head back to my room and sleep. Maybe veg out with a pizza” I didn’t tell him it was left over pizza and I had been eating it for the last few nights.
I didn’t need to see the sympathy in his eyes.
“That sounds good as well”His voice was lower still, a deep grumble almost like a growl. “Couldn’t think of anything better than chilling in bed eating pizza”
I blushed scarlet. I wasn’t good at flirting. I had only had two boyfriends in my entire life. One back in school, and that was nothing serious. Some heavy petting but no real intimacy and then the man who my parents had chosen for me.
The man who was supposed to be my husband one day.
But I was pretty sure Jett was flirting with me.
“Ha I can see I have embarrassed you , I didn’t mean it like that Harper , your body is in safe hands with me”
I blinked at him. I just bet my body would be safe in his hands . “I am very tired” I tried again.
His beautiful eyebrow arched and the dimple in his cheek made an appearance, drawing my eyes to it.
“So a night in watching tv and eating pizza then?” His grin was infectious and I caught myself just in time before I returned it.
“Jett” I shook my head. “I’m not really ready to start dating again”
“Who said anything about dating?”
Shit, had I just made a huge mistake? I had been so sure he had been flirting with me. How was it possibly that I could get it so wrong? And make such a fool of myself at the same time. “Ah um”
“I don’t really date Harper” I could see the sympathy in his eyes and blushed even harder. “I just thought you might want a friend, being new to the town and all” He shrugged shuffling his feet. He looked as uncomfortable as I felt.
“Yeah thanks Jett” Finally I found my voice “but I have an early shift tomorrow so …” I shrugged and his eyes darted to my breasts again as the movement lifted them. So nothing I had literally nothing else to say.
“Harper” He reached out , tucking a stray strand of hair behind my ear. “Your bruises have gone” It was such a gentle gesture that I almost leaned against his hand. Almost. How long had it been since someone touched me with tenderness.
“They healed Jett, that’s what bruises do”
“I like your freckles”
What was it with this guy? He was flirting I knew he was and then in the next breath he was saying he just wanted to be friends. What was his deal?
“Thanks I think”
He dropped his hand as if I had burned him and he looked guilty. “So yeah , this party. Will you come? It’s at the Lions Head not in our club house so you can just pop in anytime you like. It should be fun”
“Maybe Jett” That was a big fat negative. There was no chance of me going to a party full of bikers and their cronies not even for someone as cute as Jett.
“Well I’ll see you around then” He sounded suddenly angry and I wasn’t sure why. “Maybe”
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