“Sunflower?” She shook her head, a giggle tumbling free from her lips. “What kind of name is that?”
“Seems apt.” I chin jutted towards the van and its hand-painted flowers on the side. “And I’m going to have to call you something if I’m going to carry on looking at your tits more closely.”
Looking wasn’t the only thing I wanted to do to her tits, or her body for that matter.
Scanning the road up and down, I turned back to her.
“Unless you want to give me your name?”
“I don’t think I do.” She smiled sweetly.
“So…” I was being an asshole. A complete and utter asshole, but she loved it. Any normal person would have offered her the use of their phone or a ride into town. Not me though, I went straight in with ‘let’s fuck like Neanderthals’. It was surprising I hadn’t clubbed her over the head and dragged her behind the camper.
Although it was still a major possibility.
“Aren't you going to ask my name?”
“Nope.” Her smile faded and something harder entered her eyes. “I don’t think I am. Run along now, fella.” She made a shooing motion with her hand. “Leave a girl in peace to enjoy her drink and scenery like a good boy.”
Boy? Fella? I didn’t know who she thought she was talking to, but it sure as hell wasn’t me. My palm itched, just as my dick twitched some more.
“Anyone would think you are blowing me off, Sunflower? My feelings are hurt.”
Her eyes met mine. Deadly serious. All the playful teasing went away from her. “I am, I thought I was making myself pretty obvious.”
Holding up my hands in surrender, I pondered my next move. Obviously, I had been too upfront with my intentions. Maybe it was time to turn on the charm a little. “Hey, I was just trying to be a good Samaritan by stopping. Was going to offer you a ride into town.”
“Like I would get on the back of that death trap with you. You’re probably some axe murderer or something, someone who gets off on making women scream.”
“Oh, I do,” I replied deadpan. “I like nothing better than hearing women scream because of me, but in a good way.” I waggled my eyebrows at her. “A very good way”
“Well, as generous as all of your offers have been tonight, I can’t leave the van, Woof is in there, and I don’t think we can fit him on your bike.”
My eyebrows slammed down. What the fuck was she talking about now? Pretty as she was, the girl was seriously odd.
“Who or what the fuck is Woof?”
“My dog, so if you don’t mind.” She went back to drinking, dismissing me. It should have made me mad, the way she spoke to me. But if I was honest with myself, it just made me more interested.
“Leave him, come to town and have a drink with me. Or I could stay here a while and help you drink yours.” What the fuck? The words were out of my mouth before I could stop them. My tone was almost begging. What the hell was wrong with me? I didn’t beg women, even ones as curvy as her.
She didn’t answer me, and that was all the answer I needed. Twisting my hand around the throttle, the bike roared back into life.
“Have it your way, see you around, Sunflower.”
Lifting her hand from her lap she gave a little wave. “Not if I see you first,asshole.”
3
Fang
“Prez.”
It wasn’t exactly the welcome home I had been expecting.There was no welcome party, in fact, there was no party at all that I could see.
Just one single prospect on the gate as I rolled up.
“It’s good to have you back.”
