Crushing on the Bully by Sarah Adams Read Free Book Online

I’m busy,” Clarissa rolled her eyes.
    “Doing what?” her manager asked.
    “Stuff,” Clarissa said.
    “Is this ‘stuff’ important?” Maggie asked.
    “Maybe,” Clarissa said, glancing back over her shoulder at Skull who had joined his friends at the bar.
    “It’s only for a couple of hours, Clarissa,” Maggie sighed.
    “I want double pay,” Clarissa said.
    “Will it put you into overtime?” the other woman asked.
    “Nope, but I want it anyway. You’re interrupting my day off,” Clarissa said.
    “Not going to happen, kiddo,” Maggie laughed, “When can you be here?”
    “I have to go all the way home and change, then take a taxi over,” Clarissa said trying her best to sound exasperated.
    “I can pick you up,” Maggie said.
    “When did you get back in town?” she asked.
    “This morning,” Maggie told her, “I’ll tell you more when I see you. Where are you by the way?”
    “I’m only about a couple blocks from the shop, I’ll meet you there,” Clarissa said.
    “That’ll work. You don’t need your uniform. I just need someone to do inventory,” Maggie said.
    “Kay,” Clarissa sighed, “See you soon.”
    Clarissa hung up the phone before she told Maggie to do the damn inventory herself. She had been away in Vegas for two weeks and it was time for her to get back to work.
    “I gotta go,” Clarissa told Skull, “That was my boss. She wants me to do inventory. It doesn’t take long so we can hang out again later if you want.”
    “Wanna meet me back here?” Skull asked.
    “Okay, then you can finish teaching me to play,” Clarissa grinned, “but I gotta go because I stupidly told her how close I was.”
    “Later,” Skull grinned, “Oh, one more thing.”
    “What?” Clarissa said and turned back to face him. His lips moved against hers hard and fast. Skull’s tongue quickly parted Clarissa’s lips and danced with her own. When he pulled away Clarissa was blushing again.
    “Later,” she said and ran out of the bar.
    Clarissa’s pulse was still racing when she arrived at work.
    “Hey, Maggie,” she sighed and clocked in, “How was Vegas?”
    “Loud and bright,” Maggie laughed.
    “Did ya have a good time?”
    “Yeah, it was fun, but I’m exhausted,” Maggie laughed.
    “Too bad,” Clarissa teased, “You don’t get a vacation to recover from your vacation.”
    “I still have sick time,” Maggie laughed, “So you know the deal, kiddo, inventory reports.”
    “Yeah,” Clarissa sighed.
    “Clarissa?” Maggie called after her.
    “Yeah?” Clarissa called back.
    “Just one more thing, quit going to biker bars,” Maggie laughed.
    “Are you stalking me?” she asked, feeling that Maggie was getting more involved in her personal business than she had the right to.
    “No, I was just driving in when you got off the bike. Who was the guy anyway?” she asked.
    “A friend,” Clarissa said and stormed off into the store room.
    “Be careful,” Maggie said following behind her, “I’m not trying to tell you what to do or anything, Clarissa, but guys like him can be trouble. If he’s hanging out there, he’s most likely trying to join their little gang bullshit and that’s bad news.”
    There was an awkward pause.
    “Why am I telling you this?” Maggie laughed, but Clarissa could tell that it was fake, “You’re a bright girl. You already know these things. So I’ll leave it alone for now, but promise me you’ll be careful.”
    “I’m always careful,” Clarissa sighed, although she wasn’t sure she was telling the truth. She had been a little reckless recently, but not too much. She hadn’t done anything too dangerous and the guys at the bar didn’t seem like criminals. Her mother would tell her that she was just being naive, but since when did she actually listen to her mother’s advice? Well, sometimes she did, but it wasn’t something Clarissa liked to admit.
    Two and a half hours later Clarissa had finished the inventory reports and