Silent Night (Bad Boy Rockers 5.50)

I take a step away from the bar and start to fidget with the hem of my shirt.

“Robin—”

“Customers.” I dart away, but groan when I see who the customers are.

“Reece,” I hiss. “Stop glaring at Leo.” I take his arm and drag him around so that he has to look at me instead. “Stop it right now! I’m twenty-one not five. If I need your help, I know where you are to ask.” I sigh. “Please just stop, okay? This is my first day and I actually want to enjoy it, but I can’t with you glaring at Leo the whole time you’re here.”

My brother frowns.

Callie comes up to Reece and slips he

r arm around his waist. “She’s right. You need to calm down.” She kisses his cheek and turns to me. “Go enjoy your first night. We’re going to go.”

“We just arrived,” Reece grumbles.

“I am not going to sit in here with you on a date while you ignore me.” Callie raises a brow at her husband.

“I’m sorry.” He squeezes Callie’s shoulders. “Let’s go.” He narrows his eyes at me. “You behave and keep that shirt buttoned.”

I gasp and feel spitting mad at my brother, but luckily for him Callie gets him out of my sight by shoving him through the doors.

“Your brother is a hothead, Robin.”

I turn and sigh when I find Jeff, the owner of the only garage in the small town. “He is.” I move toward him. “What can I get you?”

He quickly gives me his order and I pass it over to Leo. As there are only a few customers in right now, I lean on the bar and wait. Leo turns away and my eyes track up his long legs to his sexy ass. He makes my toes curl with pleasure, and as my eyes focus on his hands I realize that he’s caught me staring. My eyes happen to glance down before I quickly look away and hear him chuckle as he approaches.

Leo places the drink on the bar, and leans close enough that he’s a breath away from my mouth. Meeting my gaze, he whispers, “It’s about time you saw me.”

I swallow back embarrassment and admit, “I’ve always seen you,” before I disappear to Jeff’s table with his drink and chips, knowing that Leo’s gaze is still on me.

“Are you okay?” Jeff asks. “You look flushed.”

Of course that observation makes me even more embarrassed to the point that I probably make a good impression of a tomato.

“I’m fine.”

“Hmm,” he chuckles with his gaze on the bar. “He’s about your age.”

“Now, Jeff, don’t be getting any ideas,” I tell him as I place his order on the table. “Give me a shout if you need anything else.”

“Will do.”

I turn from Jeff’s table, close my eyes and sigh before they snap open again at the sound of the voice that always grates on my nerves.

Jennifer Naylor.

She was part of the crowd of girls who made my last year of high school a nightmare.

The Bitch Squad.

My sister Jessie gave them that nickname and it’s appropriate. Even now, just seeing the bitch makes my stomach hurt.

I can act the adult around her. I’m sure of it. We’re not in high school anymore and I’m no longer someone who can be walked all over.

“You’re new in town,” Jennifer flirts with Leo.

“I am.”