“You are definitely going to be busy,” Rosie agreed. “We have needed something like this store since like forever, and don’t worry, I don’t need full time or anything, just whenever you need me. I work part time at the garage for the club, so there’s always something to do there.”
She worked for the club? That was news. Though it shouldn’t be surprising, Cade was her brother. And the VP.
“Since you’re going to be working here, you’re going to have to wear all the clothes, so go pick out some more stuff,” I ordered with a grin.
Rosie squealed again and jumped into my arms. “I seriously love you, Gwen, this is the fucking shit!” She proceeded to pull away, grabbing Lucy and Ashley. “You bitches need to help me choose.”
They both shot me warm smiles before disappearing with Rosie.
I turned towards Amy, leaning on the bar. “Well, looks like we have another employee.” I sipped my cosmo. “I hope you don’t mind me just hiring her without asking you.”
“Mind?” she scoffed. “Fuck no, I’m over the moon, that girl is awesome! Stop trying to change the subject anyway,” she demanded, knowing me too well. “What was that with the two hotties? It was like they were fighting over their shiny new toy — that’s a position I wouldn’t mind being in,” she said dreamily.
“Trust me, you wouldn’t want to be in that position, ever.”
“Whatever, so you’ve finally decided to give in to the sexy biker?” she asked.
“No, not really, but fighting him was getting old, and I figure he’ll have sex with me and lose interest, win win. The last thing I want is a repeat of Jimmy.”
Amy glared at me, ready to interrupt but I didn’t let her.
“So I have no danger of getting hurt when he taps and gaps, since I definitely don’t want more than that, and you said so yourself, I need to get laid,” I finished, draining my drink.
Amy considered me a beat. “Sweetie, I think that one wants you for much longer than one night. And you can’t be scared to venture into something new, even though I am the first to be cautious over any guy riding a Harley, but from what I’ve seen he’s nowhere near the same as The Prick. By the way, Cade is seriously checking you out right now, maybe leaning on the bar wearing that dress isn’t the best idea,” she laughed.
I didn’t bother to move but glanced over my shoulder in Cade’s direction, who was indeed checking my butt out with a hungry look on his face.
I straightened, my stomach pooling with heat at the gaze. “Whatever, I need to get back to helping out customers and talking to townspeople.” I turned, then looked back at Amy. “Oh and by the way, I don’t need a ride, I’m leaving with Cade tonight.”
She raised her eyebrows.
“Don’t say a word,” I ordered.
She poked her tongue out at me, then spun to help people at the bar.
The rest of the night was a blur and people started to leave around 10:30pm. I had made some seriously good sales, so I was pretty pleased with myself. I found, to my dismay, Luke hadn’t left. He cornered me not long after my chat with Amy.
“Look, Gwen, I know this isn’t the place, but Fletcher is bad news. I won’t say anything else, but I’ll stop by the store this week, we can have coffee.” He decided instead of asking. What was with the alpha males in this town?
Cade’s glare was heavy at my back, so I didn’t protest. “Yeah sure, Luke, sorry about…whatever that was before.” I was genuinely sorry, he seemed like a nice guy.
“No worries, sweetheart, see you later.” To my horror, he leaned in and kissed my cheek before leaving with a meaningful glare directed at Cade and the men.
“Crap,” I muttered under my breath. I really didn’t want the town’s first impression of me that I was some skank, playing two guys within days of getting here.
I let the last of the guests out, only Amy, Rosie, and the small group of bikers were left in the store. I started to clean up, with Rosie and Amy helping. I guessed bad ass bikers didn’t clean, because they just sat on the couches by the fitting rooms and talked in hushed tones with serious looks on their faces. Cade shot intense glances in my direction every now and then.
Just as we had finished, I grabbed two big trash bags and started to carry them towards the door, intending to put them in the dumpster in the alley. Strong arms took the bags from me.
“I’ve got them, babe.”
“Oh, so bad ass bikers can’t help clean up, but they can do the lifting?” I shot at him.
He smirked back.
I turned to see Rosie and Amy chatting lightheartedly with the rest of the men. I walked over to the little group, standing next to Amy.
“Are you okay to get home?” I asked her with concern, knowing she’d had one too many cosmos to drive.
“Yeah, girl, Brock here is taking me and Rosie home.” She gave her best seductive look to a very attractive man whom I hadn’t noticed, probably because all of my attention had been on Cade. He had longish blonde hair falling in messy waves around his face. His crooked nose looked like it had been broken a few too many times, but he worked the shit out of it. He had tanned skin, was quite lean but still built, looking almost like a surfer, apart from all the tats covering his arms and creeping up his neck. And the air of danger that seemed to waft from all of these men.
“Thanks, Brock.” I tried not to drool.
“No problem, Gwen.” He smiled at me, looking even more attractive. “Kick ass brownies by the way.”
“Glad you liked them.” I couldn’t help but flutter my eyelashes a little. He was seriously hot.
Arms went around my middle and pulled me back into a hard body. “Ready to go, baby?” Cade whispered in my ear.
“Sure am,” I replied, trying to keep the tremor out of my voice, feeling extremely nervous about being alone with him.
Rosie kissed my cheek, with Cade’s arms still around me.
“Thanks for the great night, girl, and the job! I’ll call you tomorrow.” She looked behind me. “Catch you, big bro, take care of this one,” she ordered Cade before sauntering out.
Amy blew me a kiss, winked at Cade, then followed Rosie and the men out the door. They all gave me and Cade chin lifts as they left, Lucky beamed at me. “Catch you, Gwen,” he called cheerfully.
“Bye, Lucky.” I waved at him. I really liked that kid.
As they shut the door, I realized Cade and I were alone. He spun me to face him. “Get your shit, babe, I’ll get the lights and make sure everything is locked up.”
I frowned at him, pissed at him ordering me around in my store, before I could shoot back a sarcastic statement, he spoke again.
“And I appreciate you giving Rosie a job, babe, she’s always loved clothes and shit. Didn’t like her job making coffees and helping round at a dirty garage,” he said sincerely, surprising me.
“I didn’t do it for you, I really like your sister.”
He smiled, giving me a firm kiss. “Thanks all the same.”
I sighed, got my purse and keys and walked towards the front door. After locking up, Cade led me to his bike, which was parked across the street. He grabbed a helmet from a little compartment under the seat and handed it to me. I took it, grumbling about my hair getting messed up, but putting the thing on anyway. He then handed me a jacket.