Passing the Torch (Devil's Knights 2nd Generation 1)

I laughed and shook my head. “That’s one of the appeals of my job. None of these cuties talk back.”

Hero’s phone rang in his pocket. He looked at it and frowned. “You’re in luck, Sunshine. I gotta take this. I’ll be outside if you need me.”

I nodded. Saved by the phone. “I’m good.”

He walked out the front door that Tim had propped open and stood by his bike with his phone to his ear.

Tim moved into the doorway and grimaced. “I hate to say it, but I think you’re going to need a new door.”

I frowned. Shit. I didn’t have the type of funds on me to be putting on a new front door. Hell, my landlord should have been taking care of this, not me. Wasn’t that what I was paying a buttload of rent for?

“Uh, are you sure?”

“Do it,” Hero called.

What the hell? Did he have bionic hearing or something? “Can you just try to fix the lock?”

“Get the new door, Tim, and send your bill to Russ. I talked to him yesterday,” Hero clarified.

Wait, what? He had talked to Russ? Why the hell didn’t I know that?

Hero pressed the phone back to his ear and wandered into the parking lot, talking.

Tim held up his hands and shrugged.

There wasn’t any point in arguing with Tim since he was just doing what he was being paid to do.

“I have a door at my shop that should fit.” Tim reached up and brushed his fingers over the glass. “Not foggy like this one.”

I got it, the door I had was shit.

“I’ll call one of the guys to bring it over while I work on taking this one out.” Tim walked back out the door toward his truck.

I sighed and looked down at Cosmo. “Why does it feel like I have no control over anything going on in my life when that man is around?”

Cosmo whined and licked my hand.

“It’s because he’s good looking, isn’t it? The man fries my brain and I just go along with whatever he says.” That was exactly what was happening. Thankfully, the things he suggested and did were all okay.

I knew I needed a new front door, but I just never seemed to find the time to talk to Russ. Hero had taken care of that for me. He wasn’t the one putting the new door in, but he was the one who was the reason for the new door. I looked over my shoulder out the door and caught a glimpse of Hero pacing back and forth with the phone to his ear. He didn’t look happy, and his brows were furrowed.

“Not good,” I muttered. He had said he didn't have anything going on right now, but it looked like something had sprung up that needed his attention.

He glanced into the shop and caught me red handed staring at him. I whipped my head back around and grabbed the sprayer. I doused Cosmos' head with warm water to look like I wasn’t just ignoring my job and watching Hero. Thankfully, Cosmo loved water and didn’t freak out.

I reached for the puppy soap and managed to look to the side to see if Hero was still looking at me. He had returned to pacing with his back to me.

Lordy. The man wasn’t even in the shop and he was still distracting me.

I hoped this wasn’t going to become my new normal, having him around while I worked, but three days in a row proved to be a pattern.

A pattern I wasn’t too sure if I liked or not.

I glanced once more at him and caught sight of his butt in his tight jeans.

Lord help me, but I was definitely liking it.

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