Total pages in book: 130
Estimated words: 128417 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 642(@200wpm)___ 514(@250wpm)___ 428(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 128417 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 642(@200wpm)___ 514(@250wpm)___ 428(@300wpm)
Her eyes blaze. “Oh, thank you. That’s awfully sweet of you.”
I look at the door. No Jonas. No Kat.
“Um,” she says. “Do you have a recommendation for me? I feel like going outside my usual tonight. Maybe taking a walk on the wild side.” She levels her dark eyes at me.
Oh man. This woman’s not fucking around.
“Hmm. Well, would you like a screaming orgasm, perhaps?”
“You read my mind.”
“Coming right up.” I flash her my most lascivious look.
“And what do you recommend to drink?” she adds.
I laugh. “What’s your name, beautiful?” I ask.
“Lucy.” She puts out her hand and I shake it.
“Hi, Lucy. Love the name. I’m Josh. Pleased to meet you.”
“You’re new here?”
“Yeah. Just on a trial basis. Just for tonight.”
“Oh, well, lucky I came in tonight, then. I’d be happy to tell the owner to hire you. You’re the best bartender, ever.”
“I haven’t made your drink yet.”
She flashes a flirtatious smile. “It doesn’t matter.” She licks her lips.
I run my hand through my hair. Shit, have women gotten more aggressive since I used to do this in college? “Well, Lucy. Thanks for the vote of—” I glance down at the other end of the bar and I’m met with two eyes of blue steel boring holes into the back of my skull like a fucking Gamma Ray. Kat. In full Jealous Bitch mode. My heart and dick both leap at the sight of her. How is it possible she’s even more beautiful than she was last week?
I wink at her and her eyes flicker.
She grits her teeth.
It’s all I can do not to burst out laughing. Fuck, I love Jealous Kat. She’s never sexier than when she’s plotting a murder.
I quickly turn my attention back to my new brunette admirer. My gut tells me letting Jealous Kat simmer for a little while longer will only make this porno hotter in the end. Plus, I’m not one hundred percent sure how this particular porno’s supposed to play itself out. I know Kat’s on a date with Boring Blane and I’m the hot bartender who catches her eye. That part is clear. But the rest is kind of nebulous. I’m pretty sure she’s gonna slip me a note. Yeah, that’s it. She’s supposed to slip me a napkin with a note scribbled on it. And then we fuck in the bathroom. And then she returns to her date like nothing even happened. Fucking hot.
“Sorry, Lucy,” I say. “I got distracted there for a second. Thanks for the vote of confidence. Yeah, if you could tell the owner you want me to get the job, I’d be grateful. Seems like a cool place.”
“Sure, Josh. My friends and I come in here about once a week after work. You’d be a sight for sore eyes after a long day, that’s for sure.”
I flash her my most charming smile. “Thanks. You’re a sweetheart.”
She throws her head back and laughs. “Oh, my. You’re adorable.” She bites her lip. “Absolutely adorable.” She leans in. “How late are you working tonight?”
I lean in. “I’m not sure yet.”
“Well, let me know when you find out,” she whispers.
I grin. “First things first, lemme get you that screaming orgasm.”
“If I get my way, that’ll be first things first. Second things second. And third things third.”
Oh shit. This woman is a fucking carnivore. Were women this savage when I was tending bar at twenty-two? Shit, if they were, I don’t remember it quite this way. If I weren’t here to deliver a porno-fantasy to the woman of my dreams tonight, I’d no doubt be banging this woman to within an inch of her life an hour from now. Jesus God.
“Just a second, Lucy. I’ve got a customer flagging me down at the other end of the bar. Your screaming orgasm will be coming right up.” I wink.
As I walk the length of the bar toward Kat, I feel like a man walking a gangplank. She looks literally homicidal. Damn, she’s gorgeous. Especially when she’s in terrorist mode. I have the sudden impulse to leap over the bar and take her into my arms and kiss the hell out of her, but this slow burn is way too hot to fuck with. Kat’s got fantasy-pornos playing in her head? Well, I guess it turns out I do, too. She’s jealous of the man-eater down at the other end of the bar? Well, good. It’ll only make sex in the bathroom that much better.
I come to a halt immediately across the bar from Jonas and Kat. My brother looks like he wants to throttle me and Kat looks like she wants to filet me and cut off my balls.
“Hey, guys,” I say. “Welcome to The Pine Box.” I push two napkins in front of them, my eyes fixed on Kat. “Hey, beautiful,” I whisper. “Man, are you a sight for lonely eyes. I haven’t stopped thinking about you all week, babe.”