Chapter 4

The tattooed girl who had showed them to the class entered the room and Angus watched as Ben explained to her they were all going to have a look at the bikes. She offered to take them and he thanked her before turning his attention to Angus.

With that one look, Angus felt his cheeks heat. The man oozed power and sex. Angus imagined most men—orwomen—fell at Ben’s feet, eager to please him. At any other time, Angus might have been one of them. Not going to happen this time, though. Not here.

Ben moved closer and seemed to be giving Angus the onceover before finally furrowing his brow and sliding into the seat next to Angus.

Bad mistake. Ben was too close and Angus fought the urge to lean over and breathe him in. He slid his chair a few inches away, giving himself a little space. Ben’s eyebrow shot up and he looked amused.

Angus pursed his lips. When Ben still hadn’t said anything, he did. “You wanted to talk to me?”