Chapter 6
ROUND 3
“You’re mean.” I stomp into Bear’s shop. It’s after hours, and no one’s here. The place smells like gas and motor oil, but all the tools are put away, the counters clean.
“Am I?” He leads me into his office and heads to a fancy Coke machine in the corner. He gets a soda and brings it to me. “How so?”
I hold up the pink thing I exorcised from my trashcan. “I was at work.”
“I told you to take a lunch break.”
“You’re torturing me.”
He doesn’t quite smile. We both know I love it.
I’m wearing yet another gift, a navy dress with a red cherry pattern. Held up by spaghetti straps, the tight bodice shows some spectacular cleavage. Normally I wouldn’t feel comfortable baring so much, but I love showing off for Bear. I turn in a circle to give him a chance to admire the full
