at her so quickly that she could n’ t tell who was talking when.
“ Hold on, let me get a seat, and my phone, I can take better notes that way .” Kat grabbed a stool and pulled her phone out of her pocket, sliding the stylus out from the side.
“ Why you need one of those things for, wo n’ t a pen and paper work better ?” Someone asked, and the rest of the men chuckled.
“ Damn, that thing costs more than a months pay for me, I bet it does every damn thing .” Another voice echoed.
Shit, had n’ t thought about that.
“ Damn, it is n’ t working. You got a pen and a piece of paper ?” She asked Wyatt, who was quick to retrieve one. It was a lie, but seemed to cut some of the tension.
She was n’ t expecting so many people talking all at once, but after a little organization, she was able to fully engage her riders, and Hunter was right.
She could see the respect in their eyes.
It was late afternoon before she got finished writing down every single request that was made. Some of them unlikely, but others valid.
It was a lot to take in, and when she finally stood up, she felt her anxiety grip hold of her, making her stagger.
Hunter was there in a moment, rescuing her from the panic that threatened to take over, pulling her away from the group, and walked her back behind the barn, away from prying eyes.
He was different, the businessman in him gone, replaced by a protective man who was full of emotion. Red hot, deep, soulful emotion. It lit something in her, a spark that had been doused too many times before.
She did n’ t expect him to care.
“ You okay, Kat ? ” He asked, pulling her into him, examining her face, both hands on her cheeks, his eyes searching hers.
She did n’ t think, she just leaned into one of those hands and breathed in his scent. Before she realized what she was doing she laid a kiss on that palm. Her body was quaking, her desire clear from the very stiff, attentive nipples that poked through her silky top. This was not going as planned.
“ Wanna go some place else ?” He asked, before kissing her jawline. It was a gentle kiss but it fueled her body like gasoline to a fire.
“ Yes . ”
It was all she had to say, he grabbed her hand and pulled her towards the door. He was n’ t kind about the way he pushed through the crowd, not bothering to pardon himself. As soon as they recognized him their outrage went silent.
Apparently the man had a reputation.
The sea of bodies was enough to make Kat feel claustrophobic. She could feel the tightness in her chest, squeezing at her as she barreled through the crowd with him.
When they were finally out of the building and in the fresh air Kat felt like she could breathe again, but he did n’ t slow down. He just kept pulling her, his speed increasing. His long gate meant that she had to practically run to keep up. She was breathing heavily, her want only increasing as she looked over at him. He was on a mission and his determination was certainly sexy.
“ Are you sure about this, Kat ? ”
He was exactly what she wanted, so she looked into his eyes and gave him a quick nod before she changed her mind.
“ Then le t’ s go . ”
Kat never did things like this, she never let herself go, but she was wound tight, and she was struggling to maintain her composure.
Just a little slip would n’ t hurt.
They finally reached his old blue pickup truck after weaving through the parking lot. He walked over and threw open the door. It certainly was n’ t going to win any prizes. There was rust on the wheel well and a dent in the door.
She turned and walked around the truck, throwing the door open and her body back into the seat. But she could n’ t help but grin.
Ka t’ s heart fluttered as he entered the cab, threw her things behind the seat and looked at her.
“ Get your ass over here, Brooks. I’ m not going to have to slide you over here myself, am I ?” His glare was positively