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“No. This question goes with me saying something I’m interested in.”
“Go ahead,” Parker said, still teasing me with his soft strokes.
I cleared my throat. “Would the two of you let me watch you have sex? If that’s what I wanted?”
Parker groaned, dropping his head against my shoulder. “Baby, I don’t think there’s a thing you could ask that I would say no to.”
He spun me around so I was facing him, then pressed his mouth against mine in a claiming kiss.
Chapter Ten
Thea
I groaned as I swept away the last of the mess in the bar. I’d been at it all day, and between last night, where Parker and Hendrix kept me up way too late. Plus, with the physical labor of cleaning out the building, my body ached. I wasn’t sure how that was even possible. Especially when Hendrix and I never even had sex.
I also didn’t want to delve into how that made me feel. Was it greedy to be sad to only have sex with Parker? Probably, but I was allowing myself a six-week grace period of being selfish.
I’d opened all the windows to try to air out the musky scent, bleached every inch of the place, and now it was ready for the rough work ahead. The painting, and replacing of molding would be next. I’d refinish the floors too, but those things would take a while with just me working. I couldn’t wait until Chrissy arrived and could help, too.
I still needed an electrician. That was one thing I wasn’t great with, and didn’t mind outsourcing the work if it meant getting it done properly.
Tomorrow, I’d power wash the building, and then take measurements to build a new wrap around deck. It would take time without help, but I could do the woodwork myself easily. I grabbed the jug of water I brought and headed outside to catch some fresh air. I was dressed in leggings today to protect myself from any debris, and sweat was dripping from every crevice of my body.
Resting against one of the wooden pillars, I pulled out my phone to call Paisley. Kyle’s phone rang endlessly, and I knew he was avoiding me because he didn’t want me to talk to her. I rolled my eyes, shooting a text to Riley.
Thea: How’s Paisley doing?
Riley: Great! We’re going to the water park tomorrow, I’ll send pics. Want her to call tonight?
Thea: If she wants, please? I miss the stink.
Riley: Will do. We’ll call after shower time.
Thea: Kyle been giving her, her meds?
Riley: She’s good. And yeah, he’s been on top of it.
Thea: Thanks. Tell her I love her.
Riley: We love you too. Talk later!
My stomach turned at the text. What did Riley mean by that? Was she including Kyle and herself in the ‘we’ comment? Was Paisley included? I shoved my phone away, not wanting to open the texts I had from Parker. He’d texted me a few times this morning after I left without saying goodbye.
I’d chosen not to open any of them, because I was working and didn’t want to distract myself. I’d check them later, after I was settled at home. I didn’t want to think about what happened last night right now. That could wait until later, after I’d called Paisley and had a moment alone to decompress.
I took another sip of water, then gripped the hem of my shirt and pulled it up to wipe sweat from my face. I was exhausted, I needed a shower, and food in my stomach. The work I did today would have to be enough.
A figure walking toward the body shop caught my attention, and I dropped my shirt to get a closer look. Tall, broad shoulders, a buzz cut and jeans. He was stalking toward the door, just as angrily as–fuck. Was that Calder? What was that grumpy asshole doing at the shop?
And why did everyone know each other here? Was the town really that fucking small? Though. I guess it was plausible that Shane would be the only car shop in the area. I pushed off the pillar, curious about going over. Did I want to see his stupid face after he was so rude to me? Hell no, I didn’t. Yet my feet were headed that way.
And why? I’d been avoiding going over to chat with Shane all day. What was my excuse for even going over there? I stopped in my tracks, realizing how irrational I was being. My hands clenched into fists and I shook my head. No. He didn’t deserve my reaction.
Turning, I headed back for the bar. I wasn’t going to give him my attention. If I ever saw him when I was with the guys again, I’d kill him with kindness. That always pissed Kyle off.
I went back to the bar so I could clean up and close all the windows, then locked up the front door. Jingling my keys, I headed for the car, humming while I did. It was the tune of a song my father used to sing. It was something unusual that I’m pretty sure he had made up, but the tune always came front and center when I was alone in my head. It was eerily close to the Star Spangled Banner, which Mom had always poked fun at considering Dad was from Quebec.
He’d sung it in French, too, and somehow I wondered if he was poking fun at the anthem. Either way, whenever I sang it to Paisley as a newborn with colic, she’d stop crying while I held her to my chest and bounced to the melody.
