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parking lot resembled a reenactment of Black Friday. There
wasn’t a space for what seemed like a mile away from the doors and figuring it
was faster to just park than to try to stalk someone walking to their car, she
pulled in and hopped out.
    If she’d thought the parking lot was full, then she was
shocked to see how busy the store was. There wasn’t a free cart in sight and
most of the shoppers were leading multiple carts around on squeaky wheels. She
picked up the biggest bundle of toilet paper she could see and walked to the
frozen food to check out her options. Obviously no part of the store had gone
untouched by the people who were creating their own stockpiles.
    She suddenly felt the hair on the back of her neck stand up.
Someone was watching her. Juggling the large square of toilet rolls in her
arms, she turned to scan her surroundings. The men standing at the edge of the
frozen food section were the only ones paying attention to her. The distance between
them was far enough for Poppy to tell they were pretty big in stature, but she
couldn’t make out any details. They seemed clean and were all wearing leather
pants and plain tops. All four men seemed to have similar shoulder-length hair
but one wore his hair longer than the others, in dreadlocks pulled into a low
ponytail on the back of his head. Maybe a rock band’s tour bus had broken down
or stopped for supplies? Now wanting to see if they were anyone famous, Poppy
moved down the freezers until she was in front of the cases with desserts.
    Trying not to stare, she took in the gorgeous men in front
of her. She saw one of them whisper to the other three, who nodded at him. The
whisperer turned to face the others, his back now to Poppy, giving her the chance
to take in what was a totally magnificent ass. Too far away still to see what
color their eyes were, she nevertheless figured the guys must all be related.
Upon closer inspection, the men all had similar features and two had tattoos on
their temples. Definitely a rock group. That bad-boy hair, leather pants and
now tattoos could only point to that. They also seemed not to be calling
attention to themselves, keeping out of the way of anyone shopping but also
checking out the crowd.
    As Poppy was bumped by another shopper, her grip on the
toilet paper loosened enough for it to fall out of her hands. At the sound of
it hitting the floor, the men all glanced over to where she was standing and
the closest smiled at her. Her stomach tightened at the bright white teeth that
were flashed at her. Her cheeks were bright red when she smiled back stupidly
at the leader of the group. Turning away to face the freezer, she rolled her
eyes to the heavens. That’s just great. Getting the attention of a hot guy
by dropping an extra-large bundle of toilet paper.
    Poppy had wasted enough time and snagged a pint of ice cream
from the case in front of her to go with the sad-looking frozen dinner she was
juggling. Damn. Just her luck that the men had left while she’d had her head
stuck in the freezer case. On her journey to the front of the store she kept
her eyes peeled but didn’t catch another glimpse of the group.
    During the trek to the checkout lanes she had a feeling she
was being watched, but didn’t spot the men from earlier, so brushed it off.
She’d been in her apartment too long. Obviously she had cabin fever if she was
this paranoid. If there was anything she needed to worry about right now, it
wasn’t some fine-looking men at the store. She really needed to focus her worries
on her crazy neighbors. In particular the one who liked to stockpile not only
guns but cans of gasoline. Yep, mind made up, Poppy was going to pack a bag and
head to Pixie’s tonight come hell or high water.
    Getting home was easier said than done. People were so
concerned about the ships there seemed to have been an accident that then had
led to more, until it was like a life-sized version of bumper cars on the main
roads. It was