Page 9 of Q: Satan's Fury MC

He didn’t look menacing at all. In fact, he looked anything but.

He was tall like his friend with dark, perfectly tousled hair and alluring hazel eyes. With just one glance, my traitorous body was feeling things that it had no business feeling, especially for a man who represented everything that I was trying to avoid.

He had a bit of a swagger as he meandered through the gift shop, checking out the various jams and pottery bowls that lined the shelves. When he made it over to Katie and me, he lifted his perfectly chiseled chin, then cocked his brow as his eyes slowly roamed over me.

After several moments, a sexy smirk crept across his handsome face. “I don’t believe we’ve met.”

“No, I don’t guess we have.”

“Well, I’m Q.”

“Hmm. Okay.”

I couldn’t believe that I’d caught his attention. I was tired and hadn’t put a lot of effort into my appearance, and even if I had, it wouldn’t have made any difference. I was no beauty queen and certainly not the kind of girl you’d expect this guy to be interested in. He was hot and could have any woman he wanted. I figured he was just being nice, so I played along. “Nice to meet you.”

“You got a name?”

“I do.”

His smirk faltered as he asked, “You gonna tell me what it is?”

I had no idea why he was being so persistent. Nor did I care, so I answered, “No, I don’t believe I am.”

I held his gaze for a moment, hoping that he would see that I wasn’t interested in his advances, then turned and started walking toward the back. I thought that would be the end of our exchange, but sadly, it was just the beginning.

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“Hey, hold up!” I shouted as I started after the pretty blonde. “Where are you running off to?”

“I’m working. I’ve got things to do.”

“Yeah, I do, too. I was asking for your name.”

“I know.I heard you.”

Damn. This chick was cold-hearted.

I should’ve cut my losses and left, but this chick wasn’t just some stunner. I couldn’t leave without at least trying to shoot my shot. “I haven’t seen you here before.”

She didn’t respond.

Instead, she just kept walking, so I asked, “You been working here long?”

She finally stopped and turned to face me, giving me a chance to get another look at her. Her long, blonde hair was pulled up high on her head in a messy bun, and she was wearing a pair of loose-fit jeans and a dark flannel shirt that was tied at her waist. My eyes trailed down the length of her long, sexy legs, and I instantly imagined them wrapped around me.

Damn.

I didn’t even know her name, and she was already getting under my skin.

When my eyes finally made their way back up to her beautiful face, I was met with a look of annoyance. Her bright hazel eyes shimmered with ferocity as she stood there glaring at me with a scowl, making it clear she wasn’t pleased that I was checking her out. “Look, I’m gonna save us both some time here and just let you know...I’m not interested.”

“Interested? Interested in what?”

“This. Whatever this is.” A look of determination marked her face as she motioned her hand in the air and continued, “I don’t know what you’re trying to do here or why, but I’m not the one. I’m just here to work. Nothing else.”

I had no idea what I’d done to get her so riled, but it was clear that my pursuits had rubbed her the wrong way. “I was just trying to find out a pretty girl’s name. Didn’t mean any harm.”

“If you say so.”

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