Repeat Offender (Souls Chapel Revenants MC 1) - Page 9

You should’ve seen when Wyett walked into the room. You would think that Scotty was her cat and not mine.

Speaking of cats, an adorable little kitten walked up at my feet just then.

I gasped, thinking that the dog was about to go fuckin’ nuts and eat its cute little face off, but the dog just looked down at it with a small wave of its tail.

I placed my hand over my heart and thanked my lucky stars that the dog didn’t decide to have a snack right in front of me.

“Oh, thank God,” I said softly.

The man in front of me rumbled with laughter.

“Kookie won’t hurt you.” The man’s deep voice rattled in his chest.

I looked up to find him staring at me with curiosity.

“I didn’t think he’d hurt me,” I admitted. “I kind of thought he might be having himself a little snack with the cat, though.”

“The cat is actually mine,” he said. “He came with the dog.”

I snickered. He didn’t sound very excited about that.

“Cute little thing.” I bent down and scratched behind the cat’s ears. “What’s his name?”

“She is named Cat,” the man replied. “The dog is named Kookie.”

“You should name the cat Wookie,” I murmured, looking at the brown fluff ball. “That way you have a Kookie and a Wookie.” I stood up. “The cat kind of resembles a Wookie, too.”

The man’s beautiful, hypnotic eyes turned down to look at the cat, and his mouth twitched.

“I’d rather not,” he said. “It’s bad enough that the dog won’t let me get rid of the cat without going fuckin’ nutso.”

I tilted my head and started to snicker, covering my face with my hand. “So Kookie has an emotional support cat named Wookie?”

The man did not, under any circumstances, look amused.

“Have a good day,” he said, bending down to pick the cat up.

Wookie was so small, and the man’s hands were so big, that the cat was all but swallowed. The only thing I could see was his puffy head poking out of one end and his little tail coming out of the other.

It was so cute that I pulled my phone out and took a picture.

“This one is going on Instagram,” I declared. “Nice tattoos, by the way. Where’d you get them done?”

When I looked back up the man’s eyes were once again on me. Jesus, they were a startling shade of green. They almost looked like they glowed.

“The State of Texas Penitentiary.”

With that, he walked right out of the store and didn’t look back.

He got onto a fucking bike then, one of those ones that has that little side car that a person could ride in and gestured for the dog to get inside.

The dog did, jumping right in like he’d done it a thousand times before. Then, he unceremoniously dropped the kitten in there with the dog, and the dog’s mouth lolled open.

And right before my eyes, the man mounted his bike, started it up, and drove away without a backward glance.

I was left standing there with my mouth hanging open.

“He was kind of intense, wasn’t he?”

Crockett’s voice.

I closed my mouth, but my eyes were still just as wide as they’d been earlier.

“Yes!” I said. “And his eyes. Holy shit!”

“They were like alien green,” she agreed with a flourish. “Holy shit. And his voice.”

That, too.

That man was the totally complete package. Hot body. Beautiful hair. Tattooed. Muscular. Great eyes. Rumbly voice.

However, he didn’t do it for me.

Not once did I get the ‘I want to plant my vagina on your face’ vibe from him.

Not like I got when I looked at Mister Prim and Proper Stuck-up Suit Mayor.

Now that man? I’d plant my vagina on his face for hours if he’d only give me the signal.

“When he walked in with that cat and his dog, I wasn’t sure what to expect. But he got a burger, a twenty-ounce Dr. Pepper, and drank and ate them both while standing up at my counter. I didn’t even have the heart to ask him to pay first.”

“You poor thing,” I snickered. “Speaking of burgers, that’s why I’m here. For one of your beautiful hamburgers.”

She rolled her eyes. “Always for my burgers, never for my company. How have you been?”

We walked together to the back of the store where her diner area was.

She went behind the counter and started to wash her hands while I took a seat on the opposite side of the counter.

“I’m doing good,” I said. “I got that ‘itch.’ So I asked Wyett if I could come out here.”

“How’s the latest documentary?” she asked. “I watched it and thought it was really good.”

I was a videographer that mainly followed wildlife and nature. I’d been all over the world, doing what I loved. The documentary that she was speaking of was actually my latest on river dolphins.

“It went really well,” I admitted. “Much better than I anticipated, but I think that’s due to my Instagram following. They’re loving the new wildlife series that I’m doing through my stories.”

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