Fire and Ice: Book One: Burned (The Fire and Ice Series 1) Read Online Free Page A

Not only
had I scared the living shit out of her, I was now embarrassed as fuck. I
thought it would be a funny joke; ya know, lighten the mood. I should've known
she'd have a stick up her ass, no matter how perfect it looked in her tight
jeans. Again, my mind was wandering into territory I needed to keep tamped
down. The fact that she was drop dead gorgeous didn't override the fact that
she had a shitty attitude. "I...I was just joking around, ya know. I
didn't mean to..." I stammered. I hardened my stare. I wasn't about to
apologize to a bitchy little wench with a poor work ethic. I threw my hands up
in the air, and abruptly turned to walk away, saying over my shoulder,
"You know what, forget you, sweetheart. I don't need the headache. Good
luck making it through another day."
     
    The next thing
I know, I had a small hand wrapped around my wrist, tugging me backwards. I
stilled, not knowing whether to snatch my hand away, or turn and face her. I
decided to stay impassive and do neither, simply standing where I stood, as she
came around to face me, her eyes sympathetic. "Kellan, I'm sorry...I was
just taken off guard, that's all," she said softly, her eyes shining as
her lips curled into a small smile. Lips I wanted to claim as my own and
devour. The sheen on them was glistening, as if begging me like a siren to take
them. It took all of my willpower to take my eyes from the soft pink lips I so
desperately wanted to lick and suck. Goddamn, this woman was getting into my
head, and not the head of my cock, either. Although, I have to admit, my dick
was twitching with each word her pretty little mouth was letting out. Please don't sigh...please don't sigh...I swear to fuck,
if you sigh, I'm gonna come in my pants. Jesus! I'm thirteen again. She
began to lightly sway our hands back and forth before sighing, and saying,
"I don't want to fight, Kellan. I want us to..."
     
    I
coughed loudly into my fist and let go of her hand, walking away from her as
fast as I could, as I shouted over my shoulder, "No problem, Hailey!
Um...we'll talk tomorrow. Just go home, ok." I bolted out the back door,
as sweat gathered onto my skin, and pulled in a few deep breaths, as I lit up a
smoke. What in the shit was THAT? Un-fucking-believable. I'm gonna die.
That's it. This is how I'm gonna die. All the blood's gonna rush to my dick one
day, I'm gonna stroke out, and die. My tombstone is gonna read:
     
    Kellan Haines
     
    Lived by his dick, died by his dick.
     
    ******
     
    Hailey
     
    What the heck was that? I shook off Kellan's
Jekyll and Hyde routine he'd just pulled and set the mop in the mop bin, as
he'd just instructed me I could take off. I counted my tips out, left the bar's
share in an envelope next to register, and walked into the back to say
goodnight to the men. Rounding the office door, I found Jordan in the office
and said, "Hey Jordan! Kellan said I get out of here, sooo..."
     
    He gave me a
strange look; almost distant and angry at the same time, before saying,
"He shouldn't have made you stay in the first place."
     
    Feeling a
little caught in the middle of two friends, I shrugged off his statement, and
replied, "I didn't mind. I know you guys were short staffed tonight, and I
got a taste of what goes on around here after hours," I added with a
playful grin, hoping to cheer him up. It must have worked because his eyes and
face softened as he nodded. "So I'll see ya tomorrow?" I chirped.
     
    He grinned
wide, and said, " I'll be here. You on the other hand, might change your mind when
you wake up and find out how badly your feet hurt tomorrow." He chuckled
along with me, and raised his hand as I walked out of the office door.
     
    Walking out
into the hallway, I heard the heavy backdoor slam shut, and locked eyes with
Kellan. We stood staring at each other, each of us immobile for a few moments,
before his intense gaze began to travel over my body and I felt it flush as
heat rose in my lower belly. His Adam's apple bobbed up and