Page 100 of Challenged by the Single Dad

Renée made an amused noise at the back of her throat. “He’s in here all the time, but no matter how many times I see Hawke, I’m always shocked by just how freaking big that guy is.” She shook her head. “I bet he’s bigger than a Smart Car.”

Dom rolled his eyes. “I’m sure Hawke would love to hear you speculating about his weight.”

“I didn’t sayweight,” she argued. “But yeah, I bet he weighs more than a Smart Car.”

Rolling his eyes again, Dom left Renée to clean up the rest, then he went back to his barstool and brought up the security feed on his phone to make sure all the cameras were working. Ever since what happened to Vica in August, they had quadrupled the number of cameras not only outside the pub, but inside and on the surrounding property as well. Not an inch of space had a blind spot anymore.

He checked each and every camera, finally coming to the cash room.

His dick twitched a little at the memory of the last time he’d been in that cash room—and with whom.

Then he remembered—it was on film.

Holy shit.

And his brothers could access it too. Fuck. How could he have been so fucking stupid as to let that video footage stay in the cloud for so long? Did any of his brothers watch it?

He scrolled through the archived videos until he found the date of theirencounter. Dear god, that word just made it sound dirtier. It was almost as bad as the word “moist.”He shuddered at the thought of the word “moist.” He didn’t even have to say it out loud for it to give him the heebie-jeebies.

Then he found it.

Glancing around, he made sure the servers, guests, and Logan were busy doing their own thing, and he was about to hit play when reality smacked him in the face like a wet washcloth. He couldn’t watch that right there. What was he thinking?

Taking his phone to the very cash room on the video, he leaned against the counter, shut the door, and hit play.

While he wasn’t sure exactly what to expect, although when he was with her it was hot as fuck, he kind of expected things on the video to be awkward.

They were not.

They were just as hot on film as they were in real life.

He’d been rough with her. Pinning her hand to the small of her back. But she seemed to enjoy it. She seemed into it. Then he went there with the dirty talk too. But she responded to that like she was into it as well. And when they couldn’t even get out of the room without round two, surely that had to mean something?

By the time he’d watched the film from beginning to end, twice, his cock was uncomfortably swollen in his jeans and his pulse raced.

A knock at the door made him jump. “Dom?” It was Renée.

He cleared his throat and adjusted his pants as best he could. “Yeah?”

“You okay in there? I was going to cash out, but I can come back.”

He deleted the video from the cloud, then opened the door, hoping his cheeks weren’t as flushed as they felt. “Sorry. All good. The room is yours.” He cleared his throat again, avoiding eye contact with Renée.

“Everything okay?” she asked, standing on the threshold between the hallway and the cash room door.

“Everything’s fine. Have a good night.”

“You too …”

He booked it back out to the front. “Gonna head out. You good here?” he asked Logan, his words seeming to race out of his mouth with an alarming urgency.

Logan gave him a curious look and puppy-like head tilt. “Yeah … we’re good. Are you good?”

“I’m fine. Why does everybody keep asking me that?”

“Maybe because you’re acting sketchy?”

Dom leveled his cousin with a glare. “Just remember to bring in the specials board. Someone left it out last night.” Then he took off out the front door and into the pouring rain.

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