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had too many other things to do, so I couldn’t get his bike fixed as fast as he wanted.” He paused. “But he paid me my asking price for my bike , so I guess I shouldn’t complain.”
Sean knelt over again and began loosening a bolt on the bike , his back to her again . Nicki’s eyes started to drift to the new tattoo just above his waistband when it hit her. Sean wanted Carlos gone. That was the only explanation she could find. She stormed over to stand on the other side of the bike. “No, Sean, that’s what you want me to think. But y ou wanted him out of here.”
He stopped working the wrench but he didn’t look up. “What the hell makes you think that?”
“You just decided—as a supposed ‘ convenience ’ —to let Carlos buy the bike you’ve been working on for three years?”
Sean stood, dropping the wrench back on the bench. He looked angry. He was wiping his hands on a rag and then his eyes locked on hers. “What the fuck are you doing hanging with that guy, Nicki?”
She felt her blood grow warm. “What’s wrong with him?”
Sean walked around the bike and got closer. “Jesus. Seriously? He’s in a gang , Nicki, a big one out of New Mexico . Do you really want to be involved in that kind of thing?”
She huffed. “He didn’t act like a gang member.”
Sean smiled and shook his head as he continued closing the gap between them. “ W hat exactly does a gang member act like?”
She took a deep breath. He was getting too close, too close for her to concentrate. She could smell him…Sean always smelled like sandalwood and —w ell, Sean —a nd he was more potent today than usual . Maybe it was the thin sheen of sweat on his chest that also made his pecs look so fucking gorgeous? She gulped. Shit . She had no idea what to say. “Not like Carlos.” Sean chuckled, stopping about a foot away from her . Enough at least so that Nicki could get her bearings. “Why do you care anyway?”
His eyes stayed on hers. “Because you’re my friend, Nicki, and I know what these guys do.” Then h is eyes dropped to her lips.
She intended to call his bluff.
“Bullshit. You wouldn’t just give your bike away for that. You know I can take care of myself.”
His voice was low. “You’re right.” His eyes locked on hers again as he placed his hands on both side s of her face, drawing her into a kiss. Nicki thought her heart had stopped beating until she felt it thudding against her chest, as though she were a rabbit being chased by a fox. Her hands cupped his pecs, and she felt the damp warm sweat, felt the hard muscle respond to her hands. Tasting Sean and smelling him up close made the effects of the venti caramel macchiato this morning seem like drinking mother’s milk . God, he tasted good.
The kiss ended and Sean pulled back. Nicki’s eyes stayed closed, her hands now touching only air. She couldn’t catch her breath, and she didn’t want the moment to end. She heard Sean say, “ Shit. That didn’t happen.”
Nicki’s eyes popped open. She was speechless. “Uh, yeah, I think it did.” She had a pair of dripping wet panties to prove it.
Sean’s face was stone . “No, it didn’t.”
Nicki’s tongue played with a molar on the left side of her mouth. She wa s getting ready to speak , trying to think up a good retort, when she heard a click click at the other end of the garage. Sean looked in Nicki’s eyes again, sending her some coded message, something she couldn’t quite register, and then his eyes darted back to his visitor. That’s when Nicki figured it out.
She turned around for confirmation and saw Kayla, wearing tight jeans and a yellow halter top, her tiny B-cup failing to fill its form. Kayla’s long red hair bounced as she clicked toward Sean, extending a brown paper bag. “Lunch.”
Se an smiled at her. “Thanks, babe .”
Nicki tried not to puke.
Sean knelt over again and began loosening a bolt on the bike , his back to her again . Nicki’s eyes started to drift to the new tattoo just above his waistband when it hit her. Sean wanted Carlos gone. That was the only explanation she could find. She stormed over to stand on the other side of the bike. “No, Sean, that’s what you want me to think. But y ou wanted him out of here.”
He stopped working the wrench but he didn’t look up. “What the hell makes you think that?”
“You just decided—as a supposed ‘ convenience ’ —to let Carlos buy the bike you’ve been working on for three years?”
Sean stood, dropping the wrench back on the bench. He looked angry. He was wiping his hands on a rag and then his eyes locked on hers. “What the fuck are you doing hanging with that guy, Nicki?”
She felt her blood grow warm. “What’s wrong with him?”
Sean walked around the bike and got closer. “Jesus. Seriously? He’s in a gang , Nicki, a big one out of New Mexico . Do you really want to be involved in that kind of thing?”
She huffed. “He didn’t act like a gang member.”
Sean smiled and shook his head as he continued closing the gap between them. “ W hat exactly does a gang member act like?”
She took a deep breath. He was getting too close, too close for her to concentrate. She could smell him…Sean always smelled like sandalwood and —w ell, Sean —a nd he was more potent today than usual . Maybe it was the thin sheen of sweat on his chest that also made his pecs look so fucking gorgeous? She gulped. Shit . She had no idea what to say. “Not like Carlos.” Sean chuckled, stopping about a foot away from her . Enough at least so that Nicki could get her bearings. “Why do you care anyway?”
His eyes stayed on hers. “Because you’re my friend, Nicki, and I know what these guys do.” Then h is eyes dropped to her lips.
She intended to call his bluff.
“Bullshit. You wouldn’t just give your bike away for that. You know I can take care of myself.”
His voice was low. “You’re right.” His eyes locked on hers again as he placed his hands on both side s of her face, drawing her into a kiss. Nicki thought her heart had stopped beating until she felt it thudding against her chest, as though she were a rabbit being chased by a fox. Her hands cupped his pecs, and she felt the damp warm sweat, felt the hard muscle respond to her hands. Tasting Sean and smelling him up close made the effects of the venti caramel macchiato this morning seem like drinking mother’s milk . God, he tasted good.
The kiss ended and Sean pulled back. Nicki’s eyes stayed closed, her hands now touching only air. She couldn’t catch her breath, and she didn’t want the moment to end. She heard Sean say, “ Shit. That didn’t happen.”
Nicki’s eyes popped open. She was speechless. “Uh, yeah, I think it did.” She had a pair of dripping wet panties to prove it.
Sean’s face was stone . “No, it didn’t.”
Nicki’s tongue played with a molar on the left side of her mouth. She wa s getting ready to speak , trying to think up a good retort, when she heard a click click at the other end of the garage. Sean looked in Nicki’s eyes again, sending her some coded message, something she couldn’t quite register, and then his eyes darted back to his visitor. That’s when Nicki figured it out.
She turned around for confirmation and saw Kayla, wearing tight jeans and a yellow halter top, her tiny B-cup failing to fill its form. Kayla’s long red hair bounced as she clicked toward Sean, extending a brown paper bag. “Lunch.”
Se an smiled at her. “Thanks, babe .”
Nicki tried not to puke.
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