Kai: Sure it is. Don’t forget to wipe.
I can’t help the tug of my lips. Kai is relentless.
I pocket my phone and head to the captain’s office. Hannah’s parents will be here in the morning, and he wants me to meet them and ask questions.
Chapter Nineteen
Salena
“Salena,there'sadeliveryout back. Want me to take it?” Declan yells through the empty bar. We don’t open for another hour, and this delivery is late.
I throw my cloth down on the bar, “That’s okay. I got it.”
Declan salutes me as he ducks back into the storeroom. Declan’s one of our quieter pack members, he showed up here without any family last year, needing shelter.
I push out the back door into the loading zone and smile at Hank as I make my way over to his truck. Hank’s in his sixties and has a great sense of humor. I enjoy our chats, he always talked about his wife Mary-Jane and his two granddaughters. His hair is more gray than blonde now and smile lines crinkled around his eyes. He keeps his beard neat and tidy, which is surprising. Most men his age don’t bother.
“Hey, Hank.”
“Salena, you get prettier every time I see you.”
I wave a hand at him and laugh. “Oh, stop it, you charmer.”
Another man steps out of the truck, his boots crunching on the gravel as he lands. His head is shaven, and I can smell the distinct scent of cigarettes on him. I scrunch up my nose and raise an eyebrow at Hank. He twists around and sees the younger man approaching,
“Ah, Salena, this is the new guy, Ray. I’ll be handing this route over to him.”
“What? Why?” I ask. I love my weekly chats with Hank.
“Mary-Jane took a bad fall over the weekend and broke her hip.”
I gasp, covering my mouth. “Is she okay?”
“She’s in the hospital for the moment, but I’ll need to stay home and take care of her for a while.”
“Oh, Hank. I’m so sorry. If you need anything, please call.”
Hank winks. “I’m sure we will be just fine.”
That’s one thing I’ve always loved about Hank. He’s so easy going, takes everything as it comes and with a smile.
Ray steps up next to Hank, his blue eyes raking over my body, in a predatory way.
I cross my arms, frowning at him. “There will be none of that,” I snap.
Ray’s eyes jump to mine, and he smirks. “I was just looking.”
Hank’s hand comes up and smacks him on the back of the head. “Watch it, boy. Salena will put you on your ass if you’re not careful.”
“Damn straight,” I say.
Ray looks between us. “Whatever,” he mutters, turning around and walking to the truck.
Hank shakes his head as Ray opens the back of the truck. “No manners, these young ones.” He says the words under his breath.
I chuckle, agreeing with him. I help the two of them get the orders inside and Hank waves goodbye as he climbs in the truck. Looking at Ray, who’s lingering, I decide to play nice. “Thanks, Ray,” I say and turn to head inside.
I only make it two steps before Ray’s hand grabs my ass. I spin, ready to tell him where to go, when he’s pulled away and a fist connects with his face.
