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Chapter 18: A Deal Breaker?
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Pelican Bay Security Chapter 19: Everyone Needs a British GPS
"You need to download a guy with a British accent for your GPS, Katy. It would make the three-hour drive more interesting," I say jumping from the big red truck we drove to the auction house in.The door behind mine opens, and Anessa falls out the side, catching herself before she face-plants on the loose stone parking lot. "But no less scary.""Why are you two complaining? I got us here in under two-and-a-half hours. That's a great time." Katy's excitement over her driving skills doesn't work on me. The ride with her was terrifying. From now on, someone else has to drive for these journeys.The road trip was Katy's plan. I volunteered to drive the three of us on our cross-state trek to visit an auction house so Anessa could purchase tables and chairs for the bakery — she's going for a shabby chic look — but Katy had access to a truck so we could haul it home."One request. Can we agree that if asked, we did not drink coffee and eat McMuffins in Riley's new truck? He'd have a c
Pelican Bay Security Chapter 20: A not so happy surprise
I FINISH WASHING MY HANDS, choosing to skip the drying phase since they only have those loud air dryers. My ears enjoyed being in a room away from the constant megaphone noise. With a shake of my hands I push open the door with my hip and step back into the dark hallway.Someone grabs me, their fingers digging into the soft skin of my upper arm. I'm jerked to the left. I let out a scream but am silenced by a hand covering my mouth, so it's more of a muffled splattering of words. The metal of the exit door at the end of the hallway clatters and the sun blinds me as I'm tugged outside. My back hits the hard side of the barn, the wood scraping against my back through the fleece jacket I put on this morning."Keep your fucking mouth shut, Tabby." Benny uses the hand over my mouth to slam my head against the barn and locks another around my neck. "This will be nice and easy if you cooperate."My eyes widen, but I can't speak past his hand. I try to push out from the wall, but he tight
Pelican Bay Security Chapter 21: Don't Call Me Tabby
"Mario?" I whisper into the receiver."Who the fuck do you think I am, Tabby?" Not my dream man. That's for sure. Ridge isn't here. And damn it I hate the way the name Tabby oozes from his lips like a curse. But now isn't the time to remind him how much it irritates me.I search for words, but he continues talking. "It's nice of you to call. Did you think making me sit around waiting would help me cool down? You were fucking wrong." He's started one of his rants where I'm not expected to answer. "Do you think having to send one of my best guys to hunt your ass down in bum fucked Maine would be a good choice?""I...." Maybe it's the fresh sea air, or my strong new friends, hell it could be meeting a guy who knows how to treat a woman. I'm not sure on the why, but over the last week I've grown stronger. But all my newfound confidence vanishes as Mario plows right over my words, unwilling to let me talk. We're a thousand miles apart, but if I were standing next to him, the result wo
Pelican Bay Security Chapter 22: A Ballerina on Drugs
"Oh shit!" I push him away and fall to the floor as gracefully as a ballerina on drugs."Stay here." Ridge tosses me my shirt while working to re-button his as he walks out of the room. "Aunt Mary? The BBQ isn't until eleven."I struggle to put my shirt on, the right sleeve wet from the sink. I give it the sniff test but can't determine the smell.Should I sneak out the back door and come over later?Sneak out the back door and never return?Yes. That last one."My oven is on the fritz and the chicken can't be cold. It needs to cook for at least another hour before we carve into it. We can't have cold chicken, Ridley. That's a breeding ground for salmonella."Ridley? I freeze at the edge of the counter, my position a mix between darting for the door and dropping to the floor."Oh! You have a lady friend here." A short rather plump woman I presume to be Aunt Mary steps into the kitchen. Her dark brown hair is cut in a cute short style. She wears a pair of loose black sla
Pelican Bay Security Chapter 23: Get it Together, Boys
Properly chastised, his gaze falls to the counter. "Yes, sir."Ridge laughs sticking a hand out to catch the bottle cap Riley throws in our direction. "Hey, I'm your boss.""Not on Sundays you aren't."Standing between his two boys Mack slaps both of them on the back of the head. "Get it together, boys. Ladies are present." His take-no-gruff attitude, most likely bred from years in the military, silences both of them."You were nice to my baby yesterday, right?" Riley asks in my direction.It takes me a few seconds before I realize he's asking me the question. Who's his baby? Katy? I still can't believe Mack tried to set me up with the guy Katy is most likely sleeping with?"You let Katy drive your truck?" Ridge asks in disbelief. "You're dumber than I thought.""Hey." I slap him on the chest. "We were very nice to the fancy truck."Ridge pulls me closer to his side and I wrap an arm around his back to maintain my balance. "Babe, he drives a Dodge. Mine's better.""Th
Pelican Bay Security Chapter 24: Stay Away from Aunt Mary
"I look forward to seeing you next Sunday, Tabitha." Mary, who insisted I call her Aunt Mary, gives me a shoulder squeeze and leaves out Ridge's back door."She's nice," I say jumping up to sit on his counter.Ridge stops, the dirty plate in his hand held at a sideways angle, and laughs. "Aunt Mary? She's horrible. Riley's senior prom she told his date she looked like a whore.""What?" It doesn't sound like dear sweet Aunt Mary at all."Babe, she was nice to you because she liked you.""She was nice before I said two words to her."Ridge shrugs and puts another plate in the dishwasher. "Don't question it. With Aunt Mary's approval, you have everyone's approval. She runs this family and lets none of us forget it."The next plate he grabs from the back of the counter is mine. The pile of uneaten mashed potatoes made it impossible for me to stack it with the others. He dumps the mashed potatoes and gravy off into the trash can with a flick of his wrist. The white gooey mount
Pelican Bay Security Chapter 25: Nobody Said Anything About Punishments
I lift my butt up, my feet balanced on the edge of his bed frame as Ridge yanks my pants lower. They bunch around my ankles and I kick my feet until they fall to the floor."Now for the fun part." He reaches behind my back and unclasps my bra, pulling the material off my arms and tossing it behind him.With a naked breast in each hand he squeezes them together. I'm barely a B cup but I feel special when he lavishes attention on me the way he does. Ridge is definitely a boob man.I no more than think it and he lowers his head taking time to lick each nipple until it's wet and pert. I squirm underneath him. His tongue trails between my breasts up to my neck where he nibbles on my collarbone. I've maintained my composure until now, but when he hits the spot at the bottom of my throat, I wrap my arms around him. My breasts smash against his shirt and the friction created from his movements causes my skin to goosebump."Okay, the shirt needs to go." I raise my hands to help him with
Pelican Bay Security Chapter 26: How to Make a Man Mow Your Lawn
"Hey, throw me the can of teal please. This chair needs another coat," Katy says tossing a used bottle of spray paint on the ground beside her.I'm covered in paint. My hands are a glossy black from painting the small tables we purchased Saturday. On top of that, splotches of royal purple make me a freckled Oompa Loompa."We're out of teal. Let's switch to the emerald for the last batch of chairs." Anessa grins and drops a bag of cans. They click together and roll on the ground in front of Katy.I sigh. At least the green will somewhat match the grass in my back yard. Various shapes of spray patterns from the tables and chairs make my backyard look like Picasso threw up here last night. When I volunteered to help paint Anessa's new furniture, I didn't plan on offering my back yard as the project area.We couldn't paint at Anessa's place since she lives above the bakery and doesn't have a backyard. The fellow business owners who share the parking lot with her wouldn't appreciate
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