Chapter 13
***Ethan***
Charlie places his hand on my shoulder as a form of
restraint. I almost ran over and ripped Cliff’s arm off when he’d tried to grab
her. I take a deep, calming breath. Down, boy. It’s been almost a month
since she walked into my office, and she hasn’t left my thoughts for a second. I
tried to rid my mind of her, thought maybe I was wrong and she isn’t the one.
It was no use. Now that I’m in her presence again, and the buzz in my brain is
back, I never want to leave her side. She turns to face me and a sultry smile
teases her lips. My eyes roam over her as she walks toward me. Heat rises to my
neck as I absorb her denim shorts, a few inches from being indecent, and her
stomach-baring green tee. Her hair is in pigtails, both sides falling down over
her breasts. God, she’s beautiful!
“Well, well… I was beginning to think you boys weren’t going
to accept my offer.”
I open my mouth, but no words come out. Thankfully, Charlie
steps up.
“We’ve just been a little busy.”
“You couldn’t have chosen a better night to come.”
“Why’s that?” Brick asks.
“Well, Mr. Brick Castle, it’s ladies’ night. Plenty of
options for three hot bachelors like you.” Turning her attention to me, she places
a hand on her hip. “Cat got your tongue, Sheriff?”
“Just… taking in the scene,” I answer, finally finding my
voice. “I’ve never seen this place so busy.”
“Come by the bar and I’ll get y’all somethin’ to drink.”
She bounces off, and I watch as she makes her way around the
crowded room. She’s got a perfect ass. No—everything about her is perfect. Back
behind the bar, she walks up to us.
“Let me guess.” She points to Brick. “Beer… Charlie, bourbon…
And you…” She looks into my eyes with a smile that lights up my world. “Scotch,
single malt.”
She’s right. I rarely drink, but when I do, it’s always scotch.
“Very impressive, Miss Bryan.”
“Why, thank you, Sheriff.” She leans in toward me, her smile
turning seductive. I hold my breath because I don’t think I could control
myself if I got a whiff of her up close. “It’s one of my many, many
talents.”
She winks and turns away. Charlie kicks my leg, and the
breath I was holding comes whooshing out. I need to get a grip. I’m behaving
like a hormonal teenager. But how can I not, when she’s bending over, and I can
almost see her ass cheeks?
This is going to be a long night.