Page 12 of Cole (Dirty Misfits MC 4)
It didn’t even occur to me that someone had been chasing after the dog until their shadow fell upon me. And when I looked up to see who the completely irresponsible owner was, I found myself at a loss for words.
Mostly, because the woman standing above me had the most striking green eyes I’d ever seen in my life.
For a moment, I couldn’t move. I couldn’t speak, breathe, or even move my lips. It wasn’t until Opie licked my cheek that I heard the beautiful redheaded angel standing above me giggle.
And the sound washed through my veins the very essence of relief.
“She must be yours,” I said as I stood to my feet.
Her eyes blinked rapidly before she cleared her throat. “Uh, he. It’s a—well, he’s a...he.”
I grinned. “Does ‘he’s a he’ have a name?”
She snickered. “Max.”
I motioned down to Opie. “This is Opie.”
She didn’t even look down at him. “He’s beautiful.”
My grin turned into a smirk. “He likes to think that, too.”
She giggled again and her cheeks blushed with a tint that seemed to suit her all too well. The sun beating down against us highlighted the auburn red highlights in her hair that seemed to backdrop the fiery red waves that framed her face wonderfully. She had a sprinkle of freckles across her nose and her cheeks, and as her skin deepened its flush, the colors of her freckles popped even more.
And when she spoke to me again, her voice sent shivers up and down my body.
“Thank you so much for catching Max, by the way. I’m here with a couple of kids, and they were fighting and I swear I only turned my back for a moment and—”
I shook my head. “It’s really not an issue. Kids can always complicate the smallest of things.”
She giggled once more. “Don’t I know it.”
The more she smiled, the more I smiled. The more she giggle, the more I chuckled. And pretty soon, the two of us were smiling and laughing with each other over absolutely nothing.
And for a brief moment, I wondered if this was what Porter had with Astrid. Or Archer with Josie. Or Brooks with—damn it, I never could remember that girl’s name.
Either way, though, I wondered if this was how they felt when they were with their ladies.
Six
Molly
His dark brown hair framed his face, and the way the sun caught the highlights of his hair made his amber eyes sparkle with delight. The man had a soft scar in the middle of his forehead that somehow only accented the perfect ridge of his nose, and the longer I slid my eyes across the features of his face, the more I felt the space between my thighs warm.
The man was drop-dead gorgeous.
And I wore a fucking sports bra beneath my t-shirt.
“I’m Molly,” I blurted out.
The man extended his hand as his smile grew so big it almost closed his eyes. “Cole. It’s nice to meet you.”
I slid my hand against his and it shot electricity up my arm. It shocked me so badly, in fact, that I quickly dropped his hand and rolled my shoulder as it stiffened from our contact.
What the heck was that about?
“Again, I can’t thank you enough for saving Max,” I said breathlessly. I had no idea why I was out of breath, but here we were anyway. “I shouldn’t have lost control of him in the first place. All I did was—”
Cole waved his hand in the air. “It’s water under the bridge. Like I said, kids complicate almost everything.”
I giggled, and I wasn’t sure why I couldn’t stop giggling at this man. “Yeah, that’s very true.”
I was painfully aware of how much he stared at me and I honestly didn’t want it to stop. I wouldn’t have minded a little more attention from him, but I also knew that every minute I stood there losing myself in his honey-colored eyes was yet another minute the kids were unsupervised.
And if I didn’t keep my eye on them, someone would surely get hurt.
So, I thumbed over my shoulder. “Well, I should get back to work.”
He furrowed his brow. “What does that mean when you’re in a dog park with kids?”
I smiled. “I’m a nannie. The kids that I’m here with are kids I watch for a family that lives on the other side of town.”
He quirked an eyebrow. “They don’t have dog parks on the other side of town?”
“What? You saying you regret meeting me or something?”
He chuckled. “Not in the slightest. Just wondering what brings a nannie out here with the kids she watches and her dog—”
“Max isn’t my dog, either. I don’t have a dog. Though, I wish I did. My place is just a bit too cramped for a pet. At least, the kind of pet I want.”
“Really, now? What kind of dog do you eventually want?”
