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“What are you doing here?” I asked Gable.
Gable looked up from the display case and said, “I’m trying to tell myself that I don’t need anything to eat, but the smell drew me in.”
“What can I get you?” a woman breezed in from the back, door swinging in her wake.
The breath stalled in my lungs.
She was… beautiful.
Breathtaking.
Captivating.
She was tall, like five-foot-nine or so. She had long, flowing blonde hair. Not straight, but not curly either. Like Faith Hill used to have in those old country music videos I used to masturbate to.
She had deep, mahogany eyes, and she looked so familiar to me, yet I couldn’t place why.
And tits.
Wow, were her tits fantastic.
Continuing the vintage Faith Hill look, she had on high-waisted Wrangler jeans that showed off a helaciously curvy ass, and the cutest little sandals that wrapped around delicate toes painted a hot pink.
I took in every single inch of the package that was available to me, and sick and tired as I was, I was still able to produce an instant hard-on.
Shiiiit.
I was sick in the head.
Metaphorically and physically.
“Hello,” she smiled at me, showing off a line of perfectly white, perfectly straight teeth.
I walked up to the woman and the sudden urge to say ‘my leg hurts’ was overwhelming.
And since I gave myself the freedom to follow those random impulses when I was off shift, I said, “My leg hurts.”
She blinked.
Then tears started to form in her eyes, and I felt my heart pound hard in my chest.
Women crying was the bane of my existence.
I couldn’t deal.
Everyone knew it, too.
“Ooh,” she breathed.
“Hey, Atlas!” the bakery owner called out as she swung into the bakery, a fresh set of chocolate scones on the large sheet pan held out in front of her. “Are you here for yourself, or your family?”
“Sister,” I replied, very aware that one sound out of my mouth would give away just how sick I was.
“You sound awful,” she eyed me. “Sick as a dog and still running errands for your family?”
I flashed her a smile. “Family is everything.”
The sound of the woman behind the counter making a noise underneath her breath had me glancing back toward her. “Hi.”
