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Haul her across the counter. Kiss her with all the need he’d held pent up for years.
A real-life fantasy should not walk into your bar. That shit shouldn’t happen. It was just way too much temptation for a man to handle.
“Let’s change that situation.” She flashed that killer smile again as she extended her hand across the counter. “Hi, I’m Avalon.”
I know. He’d never been able to forget her, while, apparently, he didn’t even rate in her mind. Call a guy a hero once, change his life forever, then forget him. Typical.
But then, it had been years. And she hadn’t seen him since he’d been a beaten and burned kid. While he…
Ah, yeah, he’d seen her plenty since that fateful night.
Stalker.
Her fingers wiggled as they dangled in the air. “Are you going to leave a woman hanging?”
Beau realized that he couldn’t hear anything else in the bar. The other conversations and the music that the band played had all become muted. Her voice rolled over him like a warm wave, and he found himself lifting his hand. Curling his fingers around hers.
Fuck me. A jolt of electricity surged through him when he touched her. Absolute awareness that came with a charge that could not be ignored.
“Wow.” Her eyes widened. He knew she’d felt the charge, too. “It’s, uh, nice to meet you.”
We’ve met before.
“Do I get a name?” she asked.
He should speak. Not just stare into her eyes like a besotted idiot. How had her eyes gotten even deeper, even greener? She had some dark shadow on her eyelids. A little liner to accentuate them. Maybe the makeup was making her eyes look greener. Her lips were soft pink. Full. Dangle earrings swayed lightly from her ears.
Her hand was soft and warm in his grip. He should let her go.
“I could just call you Mr. Mystery Bartender.”
“I’m not the bartender.”
“No?” She made no move to pull back her hand. She did lean forward a bit more, as if imparting a secret. “Don’t know if you’ve realized it, but you are standing behind the bar.”
“Yes.” Just that. Nothing more.
Her eyes seemed to dance. “You get where I have some confusion.”
He got that he needed to let her go. So with a serious effort, he did. His hand immediately lowered behind the bar where it fisted. He could damn well still feel her. Such soft skin.
She’d always been softness. He’d been calluses and rough ridges.
Why in the world was she in his bar?
“Uh, boss?” Shaun was back.
Why was Shaun back?
“Boss.” Shaun cleared his throat. “There are some cops here. They want to talk with you.”
Typical. His breath blew out. Must be a day that ended with Y.
“What should I tell them?”
Beau hauled his gaze off Avalon and took in the very obvious detectives and their bad suits as they lingered near the entrance of LeBlanc’s. “Tell them to fuck off.”
“That sounds like a bad plan.” A loud whisper from Shaun. “I don’t think they’re gonna like that.”
