into my bar but I don’t need the headache that comes along with keeping him out.”
“I guess,” he muttered.
“Can I offer you something to drink?” Or a taste of my pussy? Where had that come from? She wanted to stay away from him, not fall back into the sack.
“No, I have to run, especially if we’re gonna play tonight. But I’ll take a rain check, after the show.”
She knew what he was implying and there was no way she was spending the night with him. Even if she was dying to feel his cock filling her pussy to the brim. Or having him do shots off her body.
“Yeah, a rain check .” She plastered a false smile on her lips.
“See ya tonight.” He tapped the bar then hurried off.
“Tonight,” she whispered. “Not if I can help it.”
Reed had a swing in his step as he strode out to his truck. He was one lucky dude. Finding Sierra after all this time. She was so beautiful. The scars didn’t bother him. It pained him to think he was the cause but it didn’t change how much he loved her, then or now. If anything he loved her more. She was a beauty. Strong. Sexy. Sexy wasn’t the word. She was drop-dead gorgeous. He couldn’t wait to strip her clothes off and enjoy every last inch of that sensual body.
He was going to claim her as his tonight. He let her disappear ten years ago but never again.
He planned to make her Mrs. Reed Walker once and for all.
* * * * *
Reed didn’t see the humor in her taking the night off. She was intentionally avoiding him. Why? He thought they were getting along better. Shit, she looked hurt earlier. He thought for sure he was making headway. Was this payback for his silence? He couldn’t help it. The fact that she wouldn’t let him get a close look at the scars really bothered him. Yes, she flashed them at him and yes in his stupidity, he gasped, but he hadn’t realized the extent of her injuries. Maybe he deserved payback for overreacting. He had so many thoughts filling his mind, like the idea she might have a bleeding heart. These were things caused by him. His doing. And the thought of bringing her more pain tore at his heart. So he stayed away. And what a mistake that had been.
He wasn’t putting up with her disappearing act. Not again. He knew where she lived. She couldn’t hide.
He sang his heart out, knowing she was just above him. Did she hear him belt out the love song he’d written for her? He imagined her upstairs drowning out the sound of his voice. Well she could try to hide but he wasn’t having any of it. He was going to show her once and for all they were meant to be together. Whether she liked it or not.
As the crowd died down and the band packed their things for the night, Reed hung around hoping she would come down to close up the bar for the night. He figured he was out of luck and decided to call it a night.
Though he was tempted to go banging on her back door, he knew it was late. Tomorrow was another day. He wasn’t letting her off the hook scot-free. She would eventually have to face him.
He neared the door when he heard Henry say hello. “I didn’t expect you, Sierra.”
Reed froze.
He waited.
“I didn’t expect to come down either but I thought the coast would be clear and I would check on you.”
Reed cleared his throat and turned.
Her eyes widened at the realization he was still here.
“Sierra?”
“Reed. I didn’t think… I thought you—”
“Thought I’d be gone by now. Thought you could avoid me?” Three long strides brought him face to face with her.
“Why are you avoiding me? I thought we had a date for tonight.”
“A date? I never agreed to a date.”
He watched her face go from shock to distraught. Fear filled her emerald eyes.
He reached out and traced the tip of his finger over her lips.
“Our rain check? I think I’d like that drink now.”
She closed her eyes.
“Sierra,” he whispered.
She backed away. “Henry I’ll finish closing. You can take off.”
“You sure?”
Reed