Page 68 of Gash

Suddenly, Millie pushed himhard.

“No, you don’t just get tokiss me and think everything is going to be okay.”

“I claimed you as mine, and thatputs you at risk.”

“I’m not going withyou.”

Baker sighed, pulling out his cellphone.He dialed the club, and waited.Ink was the first brother toanswer.

“I need a car.”

“You took yourbike.”

“Yeah, Millie is beingdifficult.”

Millie rolled her eyes and moved backtoward the counter.She grabbed her bag from him, and continued toglare.

“Damn, I’ll bethere.”

Closing his cell phone, he stared atMillie.His cock was so damn hard.He didn’t know why, but he hadalways assumed that she’d be happy to be on his radar when in fact,she couldn’t stand to be near him.

She folded her arms and looked ateverything but at him.

“You can’t seriously tellme that you didn’t know this was coming?”he asked.

“I thought you wanted to be myfriend.”

“I took you ondates.”

“So?You talked about going outas friends.This, between us, it hasn’t been happening.”She shookher head.“This isn’t fair.”

“Everyone knows I want youbut you,” he said.

“You’re still mourning thedeath of your wife and unborn child, Baker.You don’t want me.Yousee me as easy.”

“I don’t see me fucking youright now.”

She snorted.The sound was totallyunladylike, and he’d never thought he’d hear her make the sound.“What is it?Chubby Millie wouldn’t be able to turn down a chanceat a hot guy like you.You just assumed I wanted you.”

Baker growled.“Don’t say shit likethat.”

“What?The truth?Come on,you had to admit you didn’t even for a second doubt that I wouldwant you.”

He couldn’t deny it.Baker hadn’t oncethought that she would turn him down.

“You don’t wantme?”

“No.I don’t want a manthat is so in love with his first wife that he gives up baking, andmoves away to start a new life with a club.You’re not overher.”

It was strange.Baker expected pain at herwords, but there was none.It had been several years since his wifehad been killed in a hit-and-run.Staring at Millie, he forgot allabout his wife, and more days would pass before he gave her athought.He wouldn’t lie, he loved his wife, but he wanted to moveon.

Before he could say anything more, thesound of a car horn honking stopped him.“That’s our ride.”Movingaround the counter, he shoved his shoulder against her stomach, andhauled her up, slapping her ass.

“Put me down!”

He slapped her ass again, finallyfilled with euphoria.Millie may not be ready for him, but he wasmore than ready for her.

“If I ever hear you sayshit about yourself again, I’ll spank your fucking ass.”

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