Page 66 of With Spite

However, there was nowhere else I’d rather be but here with her.

Plus, inviting her this way would mean that I’d get her out of the house so Thumper could get everything done. Otherwise, Thumper would have to leave halfway through so she could go home. And I’d have to come up with another day for him to finish up the work.

She crossed her arms over her chest, and it caused her tits to push together in the most flattering of ways.

I could tell she didn’t have a bra on again, too.

If it were up to me, I’d keep her exactly like this to optimize my viewing pleasure for the rest of time.

Skin-tight leggings and a skin-tight long-sleeved tee? No bra? It was my idea of heaven.

Well, just one of them.

There were quite a few ideas in my head when it came to Bernice Daugherty.

“I would love to. Let me go get dressed.”

“Just grab a jacket,” I suggested. “My place is warm enough. And we’ll just grab breakfast at The Mercantile and take it upstairs. We can watch some more of your show.”

Her face was soft, and just the slightest of blushes lit up her cheeks. “Okay, deal.”

Sixteen

I’m under no obligation to make sense to you.

—Bernice to Creed

Bernice

I felt like I was floating on cloud nine.

Seriously, there I was, in The Mercantile, with Hux next to me ordering from his mother.

His mother was glaring at me, giving me the stink eye every few seconds.

She was also punching down hard on the iPad that she used to take orders with, her face a mask of disgust.

Hux moved closer to me, his front brushing my side, as he took the iPad from his mother and tapped in what he wanted.

His mother huffed in anger and glared at me while Hux placed our order and handed it back to her.

I didn’t move away, even though Hux’s mom’s glare was clearly warning me to, and I shivered in delight when he hooked his finger in the waistband of my leggings and tugged me toward him sideways. “We’ll be upstairs. Send your new girl up with our food, please?”

“I got it, Hux.”

Vera’s new girl was the girl I’d trained for a week before I’d taken off, and she was a hell of a lot more capable than me. She was also related to Vera and knew damn well how she acted.

It was funny that Hux called her “the new girl,” though.

Katana Lei Palao was a spitfire.

I’d liked her the instant that I’d met her.

“I got it, Hux,” Vera mocked her.

Katana ignored her and took a food order out to one of the customers.

Hux kept his finger tucked into my waistband as he walked us out of the shop and into the warehouse.