Page 30 of Gunner

I might have just inadvertently claimed an old lady, but I wasn’t blind.

I sat in the booth scrolling through my phone when someone scooted in on the opposite side.

Looking up from my phone, Simon Nelson sat staring at me with his chin resting in his hand, a big ass grin on his face.

“What the hell do you want?”

“Well, I wanted you, but you went and claimed a woman.” He sighed.

Fuck.

“I don’t know what you’re talkin’ about.” I looked back down at my phone and tried my best to ignore him. Simon flirted with all of us. It was uncomfortable at first, but once we realized he flirted with everyone, male and female, we got used to it.

I had some concerns about him trying that shit with Freeway, then I realized women didn’t even flirt with fucking Freeway.

“Don’t play coy with me. I heard you tell Brian not to touch your woman.”

“I was just trying to help her out.”

“Bullshit, Goliath. You could have warned that boy off without claiming her.”

Running my hand over my face, I let out a groan.

“Simon, Haizley and I barely know each other. I did not claim her. I was just trying to get him off her back.”

“So, then you wouldn’t mind if I set her up with my cousin Jeffery?”

“Who the fuck is Jeffrey?” I glared at Simon, and he winked.

“Exactly.”

He rose from the booth, but before he sauntered away, he leaned down and whispered, “Don’t play hard to get for too long. There are a lot of guys interested in finding a beautiful woman like her.”

Straightening up from the table, he waved his fingers at me and walked to the counter.

“Simon, get your ass back here.”

“Sorry, Goliath, my ass is going back to work with me.”

He grabbed his to go order from Julie and meandered out the fucking door.

Christ, Simon was the biggest gossip in Diamond Creek.

Isn’t that what you want? Every guy in town to know she is off-limits?

That was true. Maybe Simon knowing was a good thing. Until it got back to my brothers.

Julie dropped off my lunch and I ate in silence, my mind on Haizley, before I went back to the shop.

After lunch, I rode my bike back to the clubhouse and picked up my truck, knowing that after work I would park on Haizley’s street again.

Tonight, I sat facing her house and watched through the windshield as her lights slowly went off until only one light on the second floor glowed. It had me wondering about her nightly routine. Was she a shower at night or a shower in the morning person? Did she sleep in tiny little shorts and a skimpy top or was she naked between her sheets?

My dick grew in my jeans to an uncomfortable size, and I looked around the street to make sure it was empty before pulling it out.

Seated in my truck, I felt the heat emanating from my cock as I visualized Haizley on her knees, positioned between my legs, looking up at me. With each stroke, my eyes stayed glued to the light coming from the second floor of her house. Until a blue light flashed in my rearview mirror; its sudden brightness momentarily blinding me.

Fuck.

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