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“Good. You bring any dinner tonight?” He flashes a boyish smile that tugs up the corner of my lips.
“I might have, but I won’t torture you with the details since you’re about to clock out.”
He laughs. “Depending on what it is, I might be tempted to stay.”
I laugh again and slip inside to check Banger’s vitals. His heartbeat is strong, and his pulse is exactly on point. The monitors play the same song of the healthy young man, which is to say, nothing is alarming.
“You’re fine,” I whisper. “You just need to wake up, that’s all.” His eyes move behind his lids, another sign there’s no neurological damage. “Whenever you’re ready,” I tell him before checking his bandages and tidying up the room.
When I step outside the room, I see Stone chatting near the back exit with Olly. I sigh and let my shoulders sink in disappointment. Tank doesn’t have the night shift tonight.
Then, I hear a whisper close to my ear. “Looking for someone?”
I suck in a sharp breath and turn to face the man occupying my thoughts all day, glaring at his smiling, handsome face. “Nope.”
He laughs. “Liar.”
I take in the sight of him in jeans that are so worn I can see the outline of his thigh muscles. The gray t-shirt under hiskuttegives his eyes a silver glow. The sleeves cling to his biceps so tightly they send butterflies soaring in my belly. He’s well-built and ruggedly beautiful. Tattoos and Harley’s aren’t usually my type, but when it comes to Tank, he’s just my type. “What’s in the box?”
Tank’s smile widens, and he holds up the box with aFor Goodness Cakeslogo. “I brought you a treat. Ever had one of Maven’s creations?”
“Not in years,” I say and shake off the fog of lust that grips me and make my way to the break room for water. Icy cold water to chill my overheated body.
He follows me close enough that I can feel the heat of his breath on the back of my neck. “Years? Why not?”
“Just smelling the deliciousness is enough for me. I have to watch my figure. One whiff of Maven’s Cakes and I gain two pounds.”
I’m very familiar with the bakery. Maven was a bit of a local celebrity after winning a cooking show that gave her the cash to open up the bakery. Plus, she is what the guys call an Ol’ Lady since she hooked up with one of the Reckless Souls.
“I can work it off of you, babe.” There’s a glint in Tank’s eyes as he sets the box down on the table, slowly revealing the donuts, croissants, cookies, and a few slices of cake inside. He picks up one of the cake slices, chocolate with jam in the middle and some type of cream on top. He holds it up to my mouth, lips pulling into a tantalizing smile.
“You have a bite of this, and I’ll watch your figure.”
Heat courses through me at his words, and I’m not sure if it’s the man or the cake making my mouth water.
“I shouldn’t,” I say with a lustful groan. Oh, but I want to. Badly.
“You should,” he teases, swiping a finger through the cream on top and smearing it on my bottom lip.
“Lick it.”
His eyes are smiling because he knows what he’s saying. Worse, he probably knows just what I’m thinking.
My tongue sneaks out to swipe away the cream, and my eyes flutter shut.
“Damn, that’s good.” I lick the rest of it off and open my eyes to meet Tank’s heated gaze.
“One taste is never enough, is it?”
I shake my head, mouth slightly open, as my heart gallops like a racehorse against my chest.
He holds up the cake. “Take a bite, Sophie. You know you want to.”
“What the hell,” I whisper, biting the corner off the cake. The flavors hit my tongue, and a moan escapes the moment my eyes close. It’s dark chocolate with a raspberry filling with a lemon and raspberry cream frosting.
“Fuck, that is incredible.” My eyes open, and Tank stares at me with enough heat to set the whole planet on fire. I clench my thighs together at the way he looks at me. “What? It’s good.”
He leans in so his lips brush my ear when he speaks. “Never in my whole fucking life have I wanted to be made of flour and sugar and butter.”
