“You should’ve let me handle it,” she yells back at me as she swabs the cuts with an alcohol wipe.
“Fuck!” I curse and try to pull my hand away. “I don’t give a shit about this cut. What the hell was he talking about? Have you been putting money into the register?”
She shakes her head, but I see the guilty flare in her eyes before she looks back down at my knuckles. “No, not like he said I was. I just messed up yesterday and again today somehow when I was ringing people up because my till came up short yesterday and today. I was off by five bucks yesterday and two today, it’s nothing. I’ll get it.”
“Fuck!” I say again as she wipes across another knuckle. “I don’t want you using your money to make up a short till! You don’t think I fuckin’ trust you?”
She wipes the alcohol wipe over my knuckles again with an angry expression on her face. “It was seven dollars, it’s not like I was emptying my wallet into the till. I just wanted to do a good job for you.”
I grit my teeth. “And I wanted to let that asshole know he wasn’t allowed around you anymore.”
She looks at me with disbelief. “That’s not up to you!”
I can’t help it. Seeing Shawn in the office had been enough to have me leaping over the desk. Forget about what came out of his mouth. There’s no way anyone is going to talk to her or about her like that, not ever. “He’s lucky I didn’t knock him the fuck out for looking at you like he was,” I say, standing up again, close to her.
She shakes her head and jerks my hand back to her. “I will kick you in the legs again if you do anything that stupid. What if he sues you? What if you lose your business? Over what? Over me and some idiot saying something dumb?” She isn’t backing away and the fire in her green eyes tells me she’s not about to back down. The raw emotion there and in her voice adds to the electricity filling the air between us.
Lust and anger make my voice hard. “So I’ll wear a cup. I’m not putting up with Shawn or any other asshole who comes in here and wants to treat you like a piece of ass.”
She narrows her gaze, looking up at me with passionate defiance. “You think I won’t rip that cup out of your pants? I won’t let you throw away—”
I kiss her then, cutting off what she was saying, and when she resists, trying to finish, I fist my hand in her hair and deepen the kiss.
The way her body vibrates against mine, the way her hands fist in the front of my jumpsuit makes my need to feel more of her almost uncontrollable. Her lips are demanding against mine as I grip her ass with my other hand and pull her body flush against mine.
My cock is hard and pressed against her belly. The thoughts I’ve had of this one moment, my mouth on hers, is nothing compared to the real thing. Our lips are together in a raw, needy way, and when she whimpers, cum seeps from my cock at the thought of her in my arms, in my bed, in my life.
Laney
My breasts ache and my nipples tighten as I arch against Austin’s hard chest. There’s so much adrenaline pumping through me that the only thing that seems to register are the feelings of passion and desire. How good his lips feel against mine and how wet I am with Austin’s hand following the seam of my ass toward the apex of my legs.
A whimper finds my ears as Austin’s hot tongue warms the sensitive skin at the curve of my neck. The sound came from me, I realize, and it’s a shock of reality like ice water pouring down my back.
I push against his chest, taking a step back.
He releases me, his blue eyes alert, clearing from the haze of whatever just came over us both.
This was a big mistake.
“I… I’ll make the deposit for you on my way home,” I stutter, totally out of my element. Austin, my best friend in the whole world, the most epic player, just kissed me. I kissed him too.
The look he’s giving me lets me know he’s still coming down from what we just did. He nods his head, but he looks as dazed as I feel, and it makes me wonder if he even heard what I said. He might have been about to say something, but I bolt from the office. I go to the bathroom first to fix my appearance. My lipstick is gone, but then again, I hadn’t reapplied it after lunch. My hair is messed up, and damn, I need to wear a padded bra so my peaked nipples aren’t so obvious.