Page 7 of Viper
“Yes I do!” she screeches and I groan suddenly regretting missing my coffee this morning.
“Lake why don’t you pop into the café and grab two coffees,” Callum says reading my mind, “I’ll try to figure this out.”
She screeches again and I raise a brow at the man and ask, “You sure?”
He side eyes her before clearing his throat and says, “No, but go before I change my mind.”
I laugh as I quickly do as he says, not looking a gift horse in the mouth.
Looking both ways, I cross the road when clear of cars, Mary’s screams echoing behind me making me wince. I turn my head to look back at them and she her stomping her foot – her bad one – while Callum hands her a pamphlet on what to look for an infection.
I snort before I gasp as two strong hands grip my shoulders.
“Woah,” a deep voice says and I turn my head locking eyes with vibrant hazel ones. I swallow hard as my stomach tightens.
Damn his eyes are intense.
Electric shocks rush through me from his touch before he quickly lets go of me and I suddenly feel cold which is definitely weird.
Another screech echoes and I turn slightly to see a pedestrian holding Mary back from attacking Callum who is packing away the rest of our stuff.
“Ah crap,” I mutter before looking back at the man whose eyes are now on the scene, his brows furrowed.
I clear my throat and admit, “She called 911 claiming to be bleeding out when all she did was tear her toenail.”
Why…why did I just say that.
Dammit.
I face slap my forehead and the guy chuckles which goes straight through me.
“I’m guessing that is what had your focus?” he asks, his voice so deep I can feel it in my bones and my lady bits tingle.
Crap, get it together Lake!
“Uh yeah,” I reply as I look at him, actually taking in his appearance this time and damn…
Tank top stretched across his muscular chest that shows all his tattoos on his arms and collar bone, jeans and messy blond hair.
I swallow hard before clearing my throat and I apologize, “I’m sorry I nearly bumped into you.”
He gives me a tilted smile making him look boyish before he replies, “That’s alright, having a patient like that is a good excuse.”
I nod and he gives me a finger salute before walking over to a dark green car and I blink.
Disappointment fills me that he isn’t making conversation, something I haven’t had before.
“You need to start taking more risks Lake, go out more than just for work, make friends, date…”
Mama Lopez’s words when she brought the girls into my life come back.
I was hesitant with them because I don’t trust the club, except for Mama Lopez. But this man isn’t club and he is a damn fine man at that.
I take a deep breath. All he can do is say no, right?
Twitching my nose, I mumble, “Screw it,” and quickly walk over to the man.
I’m attracted to him and I don’t know, maybe I may actually like dating.
