“Let’s go,” Keno orders, and the kid steps out. “Everything okay?”
“Yep. Fixed the leak. It wasn’t a big problem.”
“Thank you,” I say.
“You’re welcome, ma’am.”
“See ya, Six,” Keno says.
“See ya, Keno.”
CHAPTER SEVEN
Maggie—
“Okay, hand it to me.” I’m on a ladder trying to repair the damaged ceiling tile those assholes shot up when they robbed the place.
Ray passes me the new tile. “I can do this, Maggie.”
“I’ve got it.”
“Anybody ever tell you you’re stubborn?”
“I prefer the termdetermined. And why shouldn’t I be the one up here fixing it? It’s my bar, isn’t it? And besides, you hate heights. You’d probably get woozy and pass out on me.”
“You also like to be right a lot,” he grumbles, turning to look when the front door opens.
I don’t even look. “That’s probably the glass guy,” I mumble and jiggle the tile, but it’s jammed on the bracket. “Come on, you son-of-a—”
I don’t finish the sentence; I’m suddenly yanked off the ladder by two strong arms.
“What the hell?” I struggle to twist to see who’s got a hold of me.
Keno.
My eyes widen. “What the hell are you doing here?”
He’s holding me tight, just under the boobs, and the strength of his arms and the sheer power is not lost on me. This time he’s in a short sleeve t-shirt, and all that pretty ink is on display.
“What the hell are you doing up on that ladder?” he barks.
“Fixing the ceiling tile. Put me down.” I kick my feet until he sets me on them.
“You tryin’ to give me a heart attack, woman?” he growls, raking a hand through his hair.
“Me? What do you think you just did? I almost had heart failure when you grabbed me.” My hands land on my hips, and I cock a brow, my eyes spitting fire.
Keno gestures to Ray. “This your employee? He’s the one who should be up there, not you.”
Ray looks like a deer in the headlights, not thrilled to have the attention of an angry Royal Bastard.
“Ray’s afraid of heights,” I defend.
“Fucking pussy. It’s a ladder, not a damn roller coaster,” Keno mutters.
Ray’s face flames red, and I feel bad for him.
“Hey, there’s no need for being a dick about it,” I snap.