“Okay, that’s all we needed. Please contact us if you hear anything from him,” the cop says, handing me a card.
He nods and makes for the door, but I call out to him, stopping him in his tracks. I hurry behind the counter and pick four differently flavored donuts, enough for both cops.
“Here, sample these, they are on the house.” There is hesitation in his eyes, but I can see that he wants them. I hand them to Bella and nudge her towards the man.
The second the cops have left, I grab Maddox by the arm and drag him to the backroom, ready to scold him for what he tried to pull out there, but my back hits the wall, and his lips are on mine his lips are on mine before I can speak.
His hand trails up my neck before winding my hair around his fist even as his lips slant over mine, his tongue engaging mine in a mating dance so carnal, it has my body wanting more.
I whimper when his lips trail their way down my chin, and he rakes his teeth along the sensitive skin under my ear.
“I want to take you out,” he whispers, his voice heavy with need. A clear reflection of what his happening to me too.
“April…” he whispers when I don’t respond, pulling back from me to look into my eyes. “I want to take you out on a proper date.”
I’m struck speechless by his words. I have never been on a proper date before, and he doesn’t seem like the kind to wine and dine. “Why?” I blurt out.
“Because, I want to.”
Fair enough.
CHAPTER SIX
Maddox
Normal. I can do that.
Someone like April would want someone who was normal. The fact that I spend every second of my day following her around like the love-sick puppy that I am would freak her out.
Except she wouldn’t view it as love-sick. Creepy, maybe?
“So, what do you say?”
“Now?” Her eyes meet mine in shock. “I mean, I can’t just leave. I still need to work, so maybe you could pick me up after work.”
I nod once, and my eyes move back to her lips, but before I can lean down and kiss her, her hands land on my chest, stopping me.
“I need to go back, and this is not the ideal place for…” she looks away, trying to hide the pink blush that rises on her cheeks.
“For what?” I ask, grabbing her hands and pulling them off my chest. I pull her flush against me, and I wonder if she can feel my hard cock through her apron. Her eyes widen, confirming that she does indeed feel it.
I push her hair back against the wall and kiss her neck, biting gently into her skin.
“Mad…” she whimpers as I suck the sensitive skin between my lips. “Not here, there are people in the other side and…. Ugh.”
The hand on her waist drops to her ass, and I squeeze the round mold through her jeans.
“I can’t wait to taste you again,” I whisper, ready to drop to my knees and service her like I did last night. Worship her body until she is a weeping mess in my arms. “The way you…”
“April?” Someone calls out from the other side of the door, and April jumps, pushing me away from her. “I need help with the register.”
“Shit!” she curses under her breath before speaking up. “Give me a second, Bella.”
She glares at me as she fixes her clothes, but really, there is nothing to fix, a clear failure on my part. She makes to leave, but I grab her hand, stopping her.
“What time should I pick you up?”
I don’t need the answer to this as I already know her schedule, but I feel like it’s the right thing to ask anyway.