Chief's Angel (Biker Rockstar Series Book Three) by Bec Botefuhr Page A

by the sudden hoarseness in his voice.
    “Maybe.”
    Caden clears his throat. “Ohhhh…do tell.”
    “I can’t or I’ll ruin it.”
    He laughs, “I’m calling you tonight.”
    “Oh?”
    “Yeah, me and you…we are going to moan.”
    “Caden…” I whisper.
    “I have to go to work. Later beautiful.”
    He hasn’t even hung up the phone and I’m already missing his voice. “Talk to you later.”
    “Oh baby, I look forward to it.”
    I hang up the phone with a big smile on my face. Jaxson waggles his eyebrows at me from the kitchen and I poke my tongue out at him.
    “Don’t say a word!”
    “You two are smoking!”
    I smile. “Yeah, I know.”
    I peer down at the time and groan, “Urgh I have to go to work.”
    “How is the job going?”
    “I’m a checkout chick, how good can it possibly go?”
    He laughs, “A step down from working for your parents then?”
    “More like fifty feet down but least I’m free.”
    “That is true.”
    I walk into my room and dress in my uniform. I have been working as a checkout chick over a week now; it isn’t long term but I need the money and the pay is enough to get me by. I work most afternoons, and sometimes during the night. When I am ready, I drive to work and spend half an hour trying to find a parking space. Sheesh, don’t people have better things to do then hang around a shop?
    I get out of the car and walk inside. Out the back of the store, in the staff area, I get myself organized for my shift. A coworker named Analeice walks in just as I am about to head out. She smiles at me, and I give her a friendly smile in return. She is a sweet girl, and seems like the sort of person who makes friends easily. She has blonde hair and brown eyes that fit perfectly on her round face.
    “Hey Mandy,” she smiles.
    “Hey Ana, how are you?”
    “I am good, not looking forward to work tonight.”
    “Oh?”
    Pulling some lipstick out of her purse she applies, blots and smacks her lips before answering, “I would much rather be out.”
    “I know the feeling,”
    “Hey, I’m thinking of heading up to a bar just up the road after my shift for a few drinks. Do you wanna come with?”
    I think for a second; I need female company, and though my automatic response is to say no, I smile and nod, knowing it is the best thing for me right now.
    “Sure, that would be great.”
    She jumps up and down, clapping her hands in glee. “Awesome! I can’t wait!”
    We head out and begin our shift, which drags on and on. When we are done, we change out of our uniforms, clock outs and make our way to a nearby bar. It is a quiet place, all set out in a sixties style. We make our way to a shiny red booth that is designed to look as though we are sitting in the back of a convertible. We slide in, and order some apple martinis.
    “So tell me Mandy, what else do you do aside from work at shit central?”
    I laugh, “Shit central…that’s a good one.”
    She grins. “I know, it’s been there as long as I have, but I unfortunately I can’t lay claim to it.”
    “I’ll take your word for it.”
    “So? What do you do with the rest of your time?”
    “I hang out with my boyfriend and best friend; things like that.”
    “Oh? A boyfriend? Do spill.”
    “He is…kind of a biker.”
    Her eyes widen. “A biker?!”
    “Yes, but it isn’t what you think; he’s not a bad person.”
    She looks at me like I just told her she was getting a raise. “Oh my God! I bet he is smoking hot!”
    I flush, not wanting to give too much away. “He certainly isn’t bad to look at.”
    “Don’t hold out on me girl… spill!”
    I pull out my purse and show her a picture of me and Caden on our most recent ride to the lighthouse, we are standing by the beach and he is completely shirtless.
    “Oh…my… God!” she breathes, “ that is all yours?”
    I laugh, “I guess so.”
    “You lucky bitch!”
    “Don’t I know it!” I say, shoving my purse away.
    “So where is he on a fine night like