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“Sup.” I give the girl a nod when all she does is flick her eyes from Cedar to me and I let mine fall back to the muscles working in Cedar’s back and her ass that pokes out just enough I wanna rub my cock on it.
That even makes me pause.
On it? Why not init?
“Cedar?” Timid, the girl’s dark-lined eyes study me cautiously from her spot across the makeshift shop.
“Ignore him. Take the tacos.”
One sharp look. One raise of a pierced brow thrown in the girl’s direction and she stops in her platform-clad tracks to come forward and take the shit I’ve set out on Cedar’s toolbox.
“I think I’ll step out for a bit.”
“Ava, don’t you dare,” Cedar hisses over her client, who remains quiet under her working hands.
“Yeah, Ava. Why don’t you take a walk.” I jut my chin at the girl, whose pale cheeks flush, and she sends a quick nod in my direction.
“Um, that orange-haired guy is still out there, I think.” And with that, the goth chick is gone and the corner of my lips tip up.
“Goddamn you.”
“Don’t curse me, sweetness.” I don’t hide the grin from my words. “I brought you tacos and alcohol.”
“You’d know if I cursed you.” Cedar’s spine straightens with a crack that makes me cringe as she taps the chick’s ass with her gloved hands and the girl flops down flat into the chair. “All done.”
“Hell yes,” the chick answers too loud as she reaches up and pulls an earbud from her ear.
“Just need to clean up real quick.”
“Okay.”
Cedar makes quick work of shining up the girl’s new ass piece and cashing her out for the same devil head I saw floating around the crowd yesterday.
“How many of those have you done?”
“Today?” Cedar shrugs and douses her hands in cleaner, so strong it burns my nose hair. “Over one-fifty.”
My brow shoots up, my finger tapping the phone on top of the toolbox to double-check the time. “Just since the gates opened?”
“Yes.” She wipes her hands dry on a towel she tosses to a bucket in the corner as she steps close enough that her scent finally overtakes whatever paint-thinner-cleaner shit she just used and rips open the Styrofoam container filled with foil-wrapped tacos. “Goes faster when you don’t chase off the help.”
Her gorgeous yet scowling blues snap to me in a way that has my lips pulling up at the corner and that vice easing another notch in my chest.
“Sorry, not sorry.” I lift the less achy shoulder in a shrug, snag the unwrapped taco she’s yet to taste right from her hands, and shove half the thing in my mouth.
“Fucking savage,” Cedar grunts, snatching another foil-packed taco and spins on her heels away from me so fast that her hair floats out around her and smacks me in the damn face.
My dick immediately inflates as her scent burrows in my nose and the feel of her silky hair against my skin fades away too fucking quick.
Goddamn.
I’m stepping after her before I realize my booted feet have moved, and I catch myself mid-stride when she flops onto the chair and takes a tiny bite of the filled tortilla with hands that tremble.
From work or nerves?
Finishing the first helping still pinched between my fingers, I grab the tray and dump my ass right onto Cedar’s wheely stool next to the chair she occupies and steady the Styrofoam on my angled knee.
My legs are too damn long to sit any other way, so I end up with my knees jutting up nearly to my chest, but it doesn’t matter much when I feel Cedar’s heat lean closer to pick up another foil pack to dump in her lap and she doesn’t skitter right back to the furthest side of the seat.
