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counter at the same time her cousin emerged from his office.
    Lucky was nowhere to be seen and disappointment warred with elation.
    “Hey, Izzy, how’s it going?” Jared asked.
    She hated the childhood nickname, but she’d stopped correcting him years ago. When your cousin was your boss, and he called you Izzy, so did all of his employees.
    “Great,” she said. “Everyone is set and paid up except for those two on the end. They got here at the same time you did. Gabe just got on the floor and I need to take a break. I’ll be back in twenty.”
    “Got it,” he said. “Enjoy your break.”
    She entered the storage room behind the bar, untied her apron and threw it in the corner. It landed on top of several cases of beer, and a sliver of satisfaction raced through her.
    It wasn’t enough.
    She burst through the delivery door and walked to the back of the building. Her bear urged her to shift and run through the trees, but she fought the animal. She was still on the clock, and if she changed forms, she’d stay out longer than twenty minutes.
    Back and forth, she paced along the building trying to ease the tension, but it didn’t help. She balled up her fists, looking for something to hit, but there was nothing that could take the impact without breaking her hand.
    In an admission of defeat, she leaned her back against the wall and slowly lowered herself into a squat. She took deep breaths and tried to release the tension surrounding her.
    Suddenly, the back door opened and she scrambled to her feet as Lucky stepped out into the cool evening air.
    Fuck me!
    The urge to run and jump into his arms was overwhelming and she looked away so he couldn’t see her vulnerability. Not many men could lift her, but she knew he’d be able to with ease. Then he could press her back against the wall, grind his cock against her needy cunt, and make her scream into the night…
    She pressed her thighs together to ease the ache between her legs.
    “You shouldn’t be out here all alone,” he said.
    “Don’t worry about me,” she said, risking a glance in his direction. “I can take care of myself.”
    “Those men at the bar earlier will be back,” he snapped. “Men like that don’t make idle threats.”
    “Again, it’s my problem,” she said, her anger growing again. “I know how to defend myself.”
    “So you say,” he said.
    She glared at him.
    “You don’t think I can protect myself?” she growled.
    He shrugged and white hot rage raced to every nerve ending.
    “Listen up, Lucky ,” she said, stalking toward him. “Trying to scare—”
    She’d poked his chest with every word, and he grabbed her wrist, turned her and pressed her front against the wall with her arm bent behind her back. He pressed against her and leaned forward to whisper in her ear.
    “I’m not trying to scare you,” he said, his voice raspy. “I want you to be safe. Do not come out here alone, and do not walk to your car alone. Understood?”
    When she didn’t answer, he pulled her arm further back, and pushed her into the wall with more of his weight. She felt his hard cock press against her ass, and she figured he got a kick out of dominating women. She should be frightened, but her pussy wept for him, dampening her panties and betraying her.
    “Understood, Belle?” he asked again.
    No one ever called her Belle, but she wanted him to do it over and over for the rest of their lives. The word snaked down her spine and it took every ounce of willpower she possessed not to push back into him and rub her ass against his hard length. How pathetic would that be?
    She had to get away from him before she embarrassed herself.
    “Understood,” she whispered.
    “Good.”
    He eased his weight off of her and carefully straightened her arm, massaging the shoulder and elbow. She closed her eyes, enjoying his gentle caresses, until she realized he’d stopped touching her.
    “I’m sure your break is over now,” he said, from further away.
    Her