Millie's Second Chance (The Town of Pearl 4)

Marco and Hank chuckled, making her realize she had just been tricked, and Dalton stared at her with a serious expression. He looked a bit winded and that made her feel pretty good.

He reached his hand out to her. “Nice job, Millie,” he whispered and when she reached up to accept his hand their skin touched and she nearly gasped at the intense sting of electricity.

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Dalton was trying his hardest to not show the attraction he felt to Millie. She was a dream come true if she were for real. However, she had already lied to them about her experience in martial arts and he wondered why.

He pulled her up a little harder than he meant and she stumbled into him. Immediately, Hank had his hands on her waist behind her and the thought of him and his brothers sharing this woman entered his mind. It was unreal and it scared the crap out of him. He steadied her then released her. Her abrupt move away from Hank and him caused some unnerving feelings to collide with his previous sexual thoughts. She appeared scared. Marco must have sensed the situation because he took over the conversation.

“I’m Marco, their brother, by the way.” Marco reached between Hank and Dalton to shake Millie’s hand. She looked a little unsure and Dalton wondered if she felt the same reaction to his touch that he felt from hers.

“Nice to meet you, Marco.” She smiled when their hands met. She locked gazes with Marco and her cheeks grew pinker. Marco smiled then released her hand.

“You looked fantastic out there, Millie. I’m really impressed,” Marco told her.

“Can I go now?” she replied and Dalton hadn’t expected that immediate response.

“What’s the hurry?” Hank asked her and Dalton waited to hear her response.

“I have work to do back on the Triple C and Lena’s giving me a ride over because my aunt’s truck was giving me some problems. I had to drop it at the mechanic’s shop on my way here.”

Marco and Dalton looked toward the front of the dojo. No one was around.

“They left, sweetheart,” Hank stated.

Millie looked like she was surprised and then a flash of something else caused a change in her facial expression.

“I must have forgotten to ask her. No big deal. I’ll just walk. Am I free to go now, Sensei?” she asked then smirked. Her attempt at trying to change the subject failed.

“Yes, you are released and Sensei Dalton and I will discuss which class would better suit your abilities. But you are not walking five miles back to the Triple C,” Hank stated.

“I’ll drive you, honey. I have to head home to shower and then be at work for a four-to-twelve shift,” Marco stated.

Millie stepped back and began to head toward the front of the dojo.

She was shaking her head.

“No, thank you. I’m fine, really. As a matter of fact, I could use the exercise.”

Dalton looked at her strangely. Did she think she was fat or something? Because from where he stood, she was definitely all woman. The gi couldn’t hide her large breasts and the way her waist dipped in then her hips curved out and then dipped back in at her legs. He wanted to see her without the gi on, that was for sure.

“There’s no way I’m letting you travel that far on foot,” Marco scolded as he headed toward the front and grabbed his bag that lay in one of the cubbies by the front door.

Millie placed her hands on her hips and stared at him.

“Excuse me, Deputy Lewis, but I don’t know you or your brothers, so if you don’t mind, I feel more comfortable taking care of myself and jogging back to the Triple C. I appreciate your kind and hospitable offer, but no, thank you.”

Millie grabbed her things, bowed her head before exiting the dojo, and left.

“Hot damn, that woman’s got a fire in her.” Marco watched her head down the street, adjust her bag so it was a backpack, and begin to walk out of town.

Dalton was beside himself. They each had women like Stella, Paula, Lisa, and Melody throwing themselves at them, which drove them mad with annoyance. Now here was Millie, a sweet, very interesting young woman and she avoided him and his brothers like a plague.

“She is something else, isn’t she?” Hank whispered.

“Sure is,” Marco replied.

“Did you feel it when you touched her?” Marco asked Dalton, but Dalton didn’t want to go there. Women were trouble and he was farthest from good enough for a woman as beautiful as Millie.