Page 6 of She's Mine

“Where do you think you are going?” She’s thrown off balance and lands up against me with a little huff of air coming out of her and fanning out across the bare skin of my neck giving me a chill I have to fight off. “I didn’t say no. I’m simply saying there are things we need to go over and discuss first, so this whole thing can work.”

“You…you want to help me?”

I nod. Yeah, I want to help this little thing…but how far is she willing to go?

Chapter Five

Bea

“I’ll come by and pick you up after you get off tonight. I think it’s best to talk at my house since there’s little chance of being interrupted there. And I doubt you’re going to want my sister to know about all of this.”

I check in with myself to make sure I’m alright with this, if I’m alright going with him, and if I trust him. I’m surprised with myself that I do trust him, and even more surprised that I want to go with him.

I nod for him, “Alright. After work.”

I turn again to leave only to be pulled up short again. When I turn to look at him, he’s got a half-assed smile on his face. “Kiss me. So, it doesn’t look like we’re fighting.”

“Fine.” I lean over and pucker my lips up.

He chuckles and I feel the brush of his knuckles against the back of my cheek. “Close your eyes and just let me do all the work.”

I do what he asks reluctantly and feel his breath hit my lips a split-second before his mouth comes down on mine. I’m surprised that his lips are as soft as they are, I thought -expected- them to be hard like the rest of him. But the kiss is soft and gentle. When I pull back, I’m rethinking whether I’ve made the right decision in trusting this stranger who I know nothing about. Not really.

It’s a question I have rolling around in my head the entire shift. I don’t even really pay attention to the Bimbettes, which must piss them off to no end, I’m sure. And by the time Bear comes back, they are out for blood.

“So…I’m sorry, what was your name again?” I cringe at the question and try to rush through what I have to do before I can leave. Bear doesn’t seem to feel the sense of impending doom I seem to whenever the two hateful bitches start speaking.

“Bear.”

“Wait, your name is Bear and her name is Bea.” Ariel starts cackling but Bear doesn’t ever lose his sardonic smirk that seems to be telling everyone around to fuck off.

“I don’t see why that’s funny. Do you care to illuminate me?”

I brace myself, stopping what I am doing and staring at the car crash right in front of me.

“Don’t bears like honey and bees make honey?”

Bear pulls me into him and nuzzles the crook of my neck causing me to laugh before I can stop myself. “Well, this bee only makes honey for me, don’t you? And I do love the sweet honey she makes.”

Both of the girls stop laughing but keep staring at us.

“Maybe you find it so funny because nobody has made you that happy before, but trust me ladies, my honeybee always makes the sweetest nectar when I have her.”

My mouth starts to drop open, but the look the Bimbettes have on their faces keeps me from following through.

“It just seems too made up if you ask me.”

Instead of acknowledging she said anything, Bear just rushes right over what she was saying, “Now, if my girl is done with this high school-kiddie shit, we have plans, and I can’t wait to get my girl back to my place and partake of some of that honey we’ve been talking about.”

I rush through the rest, not even really paying attention to the things I have done so many times before. When we get to Bear’s truck, he helps me up into the cab once more and even goes so far as to buckle me in before running to his side and getting in.

“What did you tell, Kat?”

“That I had to go to the library to do a research paper and couldn’t find any info online about it.”

“And you think she’s going to buy that?”

I look over at him and note how he switches gears while driving. I never realized that could be something that elicited such a…interesting feeling in me. It’s kind of hot…okay, it’s really damned hot how he shifts the stick back and forth and does it like he’s been doing it as long as he’s been breathing.

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