Benny holds the door open as we cross the threshold. “Shit,” he mutters when he gets a good look at the blood on Raven’s legs. “Do I need to call an ambulance?”
“No!” Raven answers immediately.
Griffin’s tone is unmistakably serious when he says, “If we need to call an ambulance, we’re calling an ambulance.”
“No. Hospitals.”
Raven said the same thing outside, but it was more of a plea. Now, it’s a command. Her voice is unshakable, the complete opposite of how we found her outside.
The staring contest between Raven and Griffin is tense. But it ends abruptly when Griffin sighs. “Fine.”
“Thank you,” Raven says with a sassy head nod.
I snag the first aid kit from behind the counter as Griffin sits Raven on the bar. When I go back to the other side to stand in front of her, I grab a stool and sit my ass down.
Scooting forward leaves little room for Raven’s long legs. I’m a big guy. It is what it is. But then I realize our position…
Fuck me.
I accidentally moved the stool too far forward, and now I’m literally in between her thighs.
Lifting my head, I catch Raven’s gulp and watch the way it makes her slender throat move. Hopefully she swallows like that with a dick in her mouth…
My cock is already hard and ready for her. The zipper of my jeans becomes wildly uncomfortable. I wouldn’t be surprised if my dick breaks through. It’s practically desperate for her.
I’mdesperate for her.
But she’s bleeding.
So, I turn my attention away from the tempting view and get to work using wipes and bandages to clean her up.
Griffin plops onto the stool next to me and doesn’t miss a beat. “What happened out there, Raven?”
Raven clears her throat. “I saw a rattlesnake.”
My head whips in her direction. “Come again?”
“A rattlesnake?” Griffin furrows his brows in disbelief.
“Yep.” Raven pops her lips as she answers and doesn’t bother to explain more.
“And you screamed bloody murder because…” Griffin leads Raven to give another answer.
“It scared me.” She shrugs a shoulder.
“So, you dropped to the ground to…what? Slither on the ground so it would think you’re a snake as well?” I question.
She frowns lightly. “Something like that.”
Griffin sets his elbow on the bar and tips his body to the side. “Where did you say you were from again?”
“New York,” Raven replies a little too quickly.
Griffin and I exchange a look.
“Anywhere before that?” Griffin presses.
“New York,” Raven repeats, but slowly this time. Her blasé attitude doesn’t seem genuine.
