“I’ll be waiting.”
I’d waited in the car while he went in and got his daughter. He’d come out with her; no glimpse of Isabella’s mother, Kaley, though.
We pull into the school car park, and I wait in the car while Tag drops Bella off at her classroom.
“Bye Clara!” she calls out, waving as she walks away from the car.
Too damn cute!
Tag slides back in about ten minutes later.
“Sorry,” he says. “She wanted to show me her work.”
“No problem. You don’t need to explain. She’s a great kid.”
He starts the engine and puts on his seat belt. “She is that.”
“I guess you’re going to take credit for that?” I ask, smirking.
He turns to me and chuckles. “I take credit for fifty percent of it. Minimum.”
My lip twitches. “Do you get on with her mum?”
I was prying, I knew it, but I was curious.
Tag sighs softly. “We get on as well as exes can get on, I suppose. We’re amiable for Bella’s sake, you know? It’s about her now, not us.”
Yep, he is a great dad.
We arrive at Knox’s Tavern and walk in together. I don’t miss the curious look Summer gives me, but I choose to ignore it. Tag heads into the back with Ryan while I put an apron on and start taking orders at tables. Summer lasts an hour before she questions me.
“I know I’m being nosey, so feel free to tell me to shut up, but are you and Tag dating?” she asks in a low voice, looking around as if to make sure no one can see us.
I shake my head. “No. We’re just friends.”
“He got you this job, right?”
“Yes,” I say slowly, wondering where she is going with this.
“Apparently, he said you were a friend of his, but then you told Ryan you’d only met him once or twice…”
“I had.”
Summer narrows her eyes. “Have you slept with him?”
My eyes widen, and my cheeks flame. “No! I haven’t. And I’m your employee I can’t believe you just asked me that.”
Summer grins, shrugging. “We’re all friends here. We aren’t cracking any whips.”
“This is awkward.”
“It isn’t. Tag sleeps with everyone. If he hasn’t slept with you… Hmmm. I think he likes you.”
“Likes me?”
“Yeah. Like… likes you, likes you.”
Right, because that cleared that right up.
“Summer?”
“Yes,” she replies, leaning closer like I was going to tell her something juicy.
“I’m going to go back to work now.”
She sighs, disappointed. “Oh alright.”
I hide my grin as I walk away.
“Tag!” I yell from the bathroom, where I’m currently standing on top of the closed toilet seat. “Tag!”
The door suddenly opens. “What? What is it? Are you okay?”
He glances around the room, body alert, as if looking for an intruder.
“There’s a cockroach,” I tell him. “Can you please kill it?”
“A cockroach?” he repeats, looking confused.
I point to the floor.
“That’s not a cockroach,” he says, amused.
“Whatever it is please, can you get rid of it?”
He looks at me, smirking. Then, as if just noticing what I am wearing, he does a slow perusal of me from head to toe. “What do I get if I do?”
Seriously?
“How about I don’t kick you in the balls?” I offer.
He pretends to think it over. “No, that won’t work for me. How about a kiss?”
“Fine. On the cheek,” I reply.
He grins. “Deal.”
He disposes of the bug, taking it outside. He didn’t even kill it! Now it’s probably going to come back and get revenge on me.
I get dressed, and when I walk into the kitchen, Tag is standing there, looking at me expectantly.
“What?” I ask.
“I want my kiss.”
Oh, right.
My stomach flutters.
I walk up to him and pucker my lips, about to place a kiss on his cheek when he turns his face so my lips land right on his.
I pull away and shake my head at him. “Really?”
“Was so worth it,” he rumbles, eyes sparking.
When he leaves the room, I touch my fingers to my lips.
I want more.
*****
“I told you that I would pay rent. I’ve gotten paid twice now, and you haven’t taken anything from me. This is bullshit!” I say with my hands on my hips.
Tag sips on his beer and raises his eyes to me. “And I told you, save your money. I don’t need it. You’re being stubborn and fuckin’ ridiculous.”
“I’m not the only stubborn one in this room,” I snap, crossing my arms over my chest. “I can’t just stay here for free… it feels wrong.”