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peak of his cap low and
his coat collar high, but then I realised he was trying to hide his famous face
from the public.
     
    “I take it you slipped?” he stated immediately as I
reached him and I frowned in confusion.
    His eyes dropped to my split lip and I rolled my eyes at
him. “Yeah, tripped on the stairs last night” I told him as I gently lowered
myself into the chair, desperately planting a smile on my face to hide the
pain.
    “Uh-huh, and I take it you bust a rib when you tripped as
well.”
         Fuck this!
     
    I stood back up hastily and turned to walk away. “Sit the
fuck down. Now!” he hissed but I snatched my bag from the table and strode
away.
    Jesus, even my best friend didn’t grill me like that and
I hardly knew this man.
     
    He caught up with me and grabbed my arm. “You either turn
round right now and sit that sweet ass down or I get Boss on the phone and tell
him what’s going on with you” he warned low in my ear.
     
    I halted immediately and turned to him with wide eyes
“No, you can’t involve Ethan in this, Bulk. I mean it, this stuff between Ethan
and Kyle, its serious and I don’t want Ethan dragged in.”
    He nodded faintly. “Then sit the fuck down and talk to
me. We can talk about the weather or the shit food they serve in here, anything
you want, but sit down... Please.”
    “You promise not to delve?” I asked him cautiously.
    He narrowed his eyes on me but nodded before he led me
back to our table and the waitress approached us immediately, probably
desperate for our order before we took off again and left her tips low for the
day.
     
    She squinted at Bulk, as if figuring out why he looked
familiar so I grabbed her attention. “I’ll have a latte and...” I turned to
Bulk who gave the waitress a killer smile.
    “I’ll just take whatever you recommend, honey.”
    She beamed at him, giving him a flutter of her eyelashes
and I swallowed back the laughter.
    “Coming right up, handsome” She purred before she walked
away, swaying her hips provocatively at Bulk.
     
    His eyes met mine and the twinkle in them made me
chuckle. “I’ll just take whatever you recommend?” I mimicked, “what are you gonna
do if she brings you something resembling yesterday’s slops?”
    He shrugged. “Little lady, I will devour absolutely
anything. Slops, yesterday’s slops or even last week’s slops. When you live on
the road as much as we do, you learn not to look but taste.”
     
    I grinned at him as he waggled his eyebrows at me. “So,
real sunny out there today.” He smirked and I nodded.
    “Absolutely glorious for May, yeah.” I agreed.
    “I’m glad we’re back in Britain, I missed the weather.”
He stated as our waitress returned with our drinks and some swill in a bowl for
Bulk.
     
    He lifted his eyes to me as we both peered into the bowl
and I sucked on my sore lips at the fodder presented to him.
    “Shit, yeah. Maybe not.” He scowled as he pushed the bowl
to one side and I lifted an eyebrow at him.
    “You’re not even gonna try? After all, it’s not what it
looks like but what it tastes like” I taunted.
     
    He scrunched up his face and took a slurp of his coffee,
grimacing faintly as it went down. “Holy hell, what is this place?” he grumbled
as he placed his cup back down and I cringed as I took a sip of mine.
    “Jesus Christ.” I blew out a breath hoping to settle my
stomach as it swirled manically against the liquid that was now inside it.
    “You wanna take a walk instead?” Bulk asked and I nodded.
    “Yeah.” I replied, still fighting the urge to puke back
the sludge.
    He stood and held out an elbow for me and I hooked my arm
through his as he chucked a twenty on the table and escorted me out.
     
    I knew he was secretively giving me his support for my
damaged body and I silently thanked him for not mentioning it as he led me
across the road and into the park opposite.
    He grinned like a Cheshire cat as soon as he spotted the
ice-cream van