hallway towards her desk. As they reach her window, Sharon looks up and makes eye contact with Rick once again, stifling a giggle at their feigned professionalism.
“Anything else you need, sir?” she asked sweetly.
“Just your number,” he replies quietly, so that no one else overhears.
Sharon grabs an extra deposit slip and writes her name and number on it before sliding it across the counter towards him.
Rick smiles as he picks it up and folds it neatly. “Thank you,” he says with a wink as he slides it into the pocket of his jeans.
“You’re welcome.” Sharon wants to kiss him goodbye, but, considering what they just got away with, doesn’t want to press her luck. Instead, she smiles.
“I’ll talk to you later,” he says before he turns and saunters towards the door.
As soon as he’s gone, Sharon turns to Emma and speaks.“I’m going to excuse myself to the ladies’ room for a moment. You good to keep watching the door?”
Emma eyes her knowingly, a smirk on her lips, but all she says is, “Sure.”
Sharon spends a few minutes in the bathroom making herself look half-way presentable. By the time she exits, she’s feeling a whole lot more confident. She really is going to get away with fucking Rick in the bank vault.
At the thought of what they had just done, Sharon can feel the warmth pooling, once again, between her legs. She sighs, willing herself to think of something – anything – else before she has to excuse herself to the ladies’ room again. More than ever, she wishes that there were customers in the bank to distract her. But there isn’t, so she reaches back into her purse for her phone. Maybe she can still beat the next level of Candy Crush before lunch.
She is surprised to see that there is already a text from Rick.
So I was thinking dinner at 8 tonight. Then maybe you could come over to my place and discover just how much of my body is covered in tattoos.
Sharon smiles to herself as she types out a confirmation. Looks like life is about to get a lot more exciting!
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***
Cali Bloom expected the diner job to be boring, until she's served her just desserts.
Mick Thomas is making a run for his crew when he stops for a bite and realizes that Cali Bloom was just what his appetite craved.
Stepping up to the counter and sweeping off his leather cap, Mick had Cali breathing in time with his booted steps.
Small town life can drag like a limp foot on a busted up rail dog, and the loneliness is worse. Cali didn't care if she lost the job or not, feeling Mick's eyes burning through her uniform started a fire she couldn't contain.
***
It isn't sensible to flirt with strangers on the highway, but Alexa Saunders is about to break all the rules.
As When Trace Wilkes, leader of the Road Hawks, makes his way down the interstate and pulls alongside her black Honda, it is apparent that Alexa will soon take a rest stop like no other.
Long hair flying in the wind and muscled arms tense from riding his Harley, Trace's steely gaze holds Alexa in a trance as he points to the exit ramp.
Endless hours on the highway can make even the toughest road warrior ready to chew iron and spit nails. Alexa knows better than to pull off the road, but Trace's coaxing makes her realize that he is in the driver's seat, and she is in for the ride of her life.
***
He’s the hulk with the bulk and he wins whatever he sets his eyes on...
It’s late night at the bar when Ethan Brett trains his eyes on Samantha Ridges.
Samantha is used to being chosen rather than choosing and soon finds herself melting from the heat of Ethan's gaze. The rough biker is forbidden, but she’s itching to sin…
The shutters are down, the chairs upturned, and he isn’t gone. His red-hot eyes are stripping her
“Anything else you need, sir?” she asked sweetly.
“Just your number,” he replies quietly, so that no one else overhears.
Sharon grabs an extra deposit slip and writes her name and number on it before sliding it across the counter towards him.
Rick smiles as he picks it up and folds it neatly. “Thank you,” he says with a wink as he slides it into the pocket of his jeans.
“You’re welcome.” Sharon wants to kiss him goodbye, but, considering what they just got away with, doesn’t want to press her luck. Instead, she smiles.
“I’ll talk to you later,” he says before he turns and saunters towards the door.
As soon as he’s gone, Sharon turns to Emma and speaks.“I’m going to excuse myself to the ladies’ room for a moment. You good to keep watching the door?”
Emma eyes her knowingly, a smirk on her lips, but all she says is, “Sure.”
Sharon spends a few minutes in the bathroom making herself look half-way presentable. By the time she exits, she’s feeling a whole lot more confident. She really is going to get away with fucking Rick in the bank vault.
At the thought of what they had just done, Sharon can feel the warmth pooling, once again, between her legs. She sighs, willing herself to think of something – anything – else before she has to excuse herself to the ladies’ room again. More than ever, she wishes that there were customers in the bank to distract her. But there isn’t, so she reaches back into her purse for her phone. Maybe she can still beat the next level of Candy Crush before lunch.
She is surprised to see that there is already a text from Rick.
So I was thinking dinner at 8 tonight. Then maybe you could come over to my place and discover just how much of my body is covered in tattoos.
Sharon smiles to herself as she types out a confirmation. Looks like life is about to get a lot more exciting!
Enjoyed Hot Deposit? Check out other works by Kelly Lawson
Click/Tap the Cover
Available for purchase in the Kindle Store
***
Cali Bloom expected the diner job to be boring, until she's served her just desserts.
Mick Thomas is making a run for his crew when he stops for a bite and realizes that Cali Bloom was just what his appetite craved.
Stepping up to the counter and sweeping off his leather cap, Mick had Cali breathing in time with his booted steps.
Small town life can drag like a limp foot on a busted up rail dog, and the loneliness is worse. Cali didn't care if she lost the job or not, feeling Mick's eyes burning through her uniform started a fire she couldn't contain.
***
It isn't sensible to flirt with strangers on the highway, but Alexa Saunders is about to break all the rules.
As When Trace Wilkes, leader of the Road Hawks, makes his way down the interstate and pulls alongside her black Honda, it is apparent that Alexa will soon take a rest stop like no other.
Long hair flying in the wind and muscled arms tense from riding his Harley, Trace's steely gaze holds Alexa in a trance as he points to the exit ramp.
Endless hours on the highway can make even the toughest road warrior ready to chew iron and spit nails. Alexa knows better than to pull off the road, but Trace's coaxing makes her realize that he is in the driver's seat, and she is in for the ride of her life.
***
He’s the hulk with the bulk and he wins whatever he sets his eyes on...
It’s late night at the bar when Ethan Brett trains his eyes on Samantha Ridges.
Samantha is used to being chosen rather than choosing and soon finds herself melting from the heat of Ethan's gaze. The rough biker is forbidden, but she’s itching to sin…
The shutters are down, the chairs upturned, and he isn’t gone. His red-hot eyes are stripping her
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