Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 90721 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 454(@200wpm)___ 363(@250wpm)___ 302(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90721 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 454(@200wpm)___ 363(@250wpm)___ 302(@300wpm)
I’d been just drifting along for the last six months.
That is, until I’d barged in on a sexy biker. This last week was the best I’d felt in months. Sebastian had woken something inside of me that’d been buried for nearly a year now, and I was ecstatic.
Chapter 3
They know how to handle big...hoses.
-Why you should date a firefighter
Baylee
“You ready to go inside, pretty girl?” I asked Katy as I helped her out of her car seat.
I’d been adamant with Luke. Katy needed to be in a child safety seat at the age of four. Luke had argued with me that the doctor had said she didn’t have to be anymore, and then I’d pulled out my war stories, relating what happened to children who weren’t restrained properly.
I had many stories. With over eight years of experience in traffic accidents of all kinds, there were many things I looked at with detachment that it was comical.
Until it came to a kid.
Then nothing about the situation was comical.
The day I was no longer affected when it comes to a child, was the day I’d hang up my keys.
“Yes, LeeLee.” Katy said, reaching her arms up high to be picked up.
I lifted the tiny little sprite of a girl into my arms, and then cursed when she couldn’t find her cup. “Where’s your cup at?”
“I dropped it.” She said with her twinkly fairy voice.
“Fuck,” I muttered under my breath. “Here, sit in my seat. Don’t play in my change tray, okay?”
At her confirmation, I dove into the depths of the backseat, searching for the elusive sippy cup. I found it, as well as the boots that belonged on Katy’s feet, a twenty-dollar bill, a bottle of beer, and a can of Wolf Brand Chili.
I really needed to clean out my car. I hadn’t done that since the move to Texas
Pocketing the twenty, I backed out of the back seat, cursing soundly when my knee struck the middle console and made shards of pain radiate throughout the entire lower half of my leg.
“I wear this, LeeLee?” Katy asked during my haze of pain.
“Yeah,” I panted as I continued to back out until I fell on the seat beside Katy.
“You need help?” A deep low voice asked from outside of the car, causing both Katy and me to scream.
The hat Katy was holding flew out of her hands and landed on the ground at his feet. A blush stained my face when I realized that Sebastian had to have seen my ass in the air as I backed out of the backseat. Nor could he have missed the fact that I was wearing bright neon yellow underwear underneath my blue jean skirt.
My arms were full of a thirty pound four year old as I climbed out of the car, careful not to flash my undies at the man who was now stooped down to pick up the hat at his feet.
His smile said that I wasn’t effective in hiding the undies, nor the blush that now burned all the brighter.
“You forgot your cup.” Sebastian said as he settled the hat firmly on his head.
My heart wept when I realized he wouldn’t be letting me keep it. Not that he should. It was his hat after all, but I somehow felt that I had a claim to it. That it should be mine now.
“Shit.” I said as I put Katy down on her feet, bent back in, rested one knee on the seat, and reached across the car for the sippy cup that had started it all. Too late, I realized that I’d flashed him...yet again. Jesus Christ, what was wrong with me today?
“Alright, girl. Let’s go inside.” I said, smoothing my skirt down, and reaching for Katy’s hand.
Sebastian stepped in line beside us as we made our way to the front door. Katy spoke nonstop while I stayed silent. I continued to take inconspicuous peaks at the man at my side, and liked what I saw.
He was really tall, with long legs that kept up with our quick pace with ease. He was in much the same as he was the first time I’d seen him, only this time instead of a black t-shirt under his leather vest, he was wearing a white one. His jeans and boots were the same as well.
His hair was shorter than the last time I’d seen him. He must buzz it once it reached a certain length, because now I couldn’t even make out the color where before I’d seen that it was a dark brown. His eyes were still the same honey brown, but with the sun setting as it was and shining in his eyes, it almost made them look like melted chocolate.
“Your sun burn looks nice.” Sebastian teased, as he held the door open for the two of us.
I looked down at my shoulders that peaked out from under the black halter-top I had on, and blushed. My skin looked horrible. The day after I’d worked on the deck, it’d been bright red. The following days it turned into a nice golden brown, but then started to peel and flake off as usual. Even after rubbing lotion on my shoulders, I could still see the peeling.
“Yeah, it hurt like a bi- I mean mother the next day.” I confirmed.
He chuckled, but refrained from saying ‘I told you so.’
I spotted the big group at the back of the restaurant that was reserved for large parties. The only two seats left were facing each other, which meant that Sebastian and I were very close.
“You made it!” Winter said as she got up from her spot and squatted down next to Katy. “Hello, Katy girl. How are you?”
Katy was dressed in her usual of tight skinny jeans, mono-colored t-shirt, and cowboy boots. The outfit was easy, which was a necessity for a single man living with a young girl. Katy was lucky to be dressed most days. I was the one to buy and dress Katy in her first skirt.