Leather & Lace by Brynley Bush

Leather & Lace by Brynley Bush

Author:Brynley Bush
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-07-10T04:00:00+00:00


Chapter Five

LEILA

Three days later, I’m wondering if I’d misunderstood him. We’d walked home from Cozzola’s with our hands linked, but back at my apartment, he’d kissed me chastely at the door and said goodnight. Well, chastely for Knox, I think with a jolt of awareness at the memory. And I haven’t heard from him since.

“Of course not,” I mutter to myself as I check to see if the order’s ready for my table of young moms. Even though I keep trying to trick myself into thinking Knox is different, in my heart I know he’s exactly what he appears to be—a cocky, gorgeous hunk who, when it comes to girls, loves ‘em and leaves ‘em. Which is exactly what had made him appealing. So why am I so miserable?

“Leila, can you take the counter?” Bethany, a girl in her late-twenties who I’d hired to help out in the bakery, pops into the kitchen. “Please. It’s getting crazy out there. I’ll take care of your tables.”

I sigh, wiping my hands on my apron as I head toward the bakery. I’d hoped she’d be able to take my place and help Nana when I returned to New York, but now I’m starting to wonder. She’s seemed competent enough, but if she can’t handle the lunch rush, I may have misjudged her.

But instead of finding a long line of customers at the bakery counter, I find Knox, who undoubtedly flashed his mega-watt smile at Bethany and convinced her to lie in order to get me come to the bakery. He’d probably sweet-talked her into giving him a dozen free muffins in the process. He’s leaning casually against the counter, looking sexy as sin in athletic shorts and a tank top that reveals his carved biceps. I wonder idly if he’s been next door at physical therapy. He’s still glistening with perspiration, which does absolutely nothing to quell the lust that stabs through me at the sight of him. I fight the urge to lick him.

But the last few days have given me some much needed perspective. I do not need to get further involved with Knox Beckinsale, even if that involvement is nothing but sex. I try to cling to my resolve as I frown at him. “What are you doing here?”

“I forgot to get your number.”

“You don’t need my number.”

“Yes, I do. I wanted to ask you out. On a date.”

Maybe if I close my eyes while I talk to him, this will be easier… “I’m busy tonight.”

“Tomorrow then.”

“I’ve got Zumba.”

“Can I come?”

I give him a skeptical look and with that mischievous grin of his that defies you not to smile back, he executes a dance move that would do Jason deRulo proud. Although he’s egotistical, stubborn and infuriating, Knox can always make me laugh. “Impressive, but no. Look, it’s been great, Knox, but I don’t want to be your mission. Or your sex toy.”

“You’re not either of those things,” he protests. “I like hanging out with you.”

I look at him dubiously.

“I’ll prove it to you.



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