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Authors: Brooke Page
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afford you, darlin’. Although, you seem like one who wouldn’t want to be bought.”
“Don’t worry, sweetie, those aren’t really his friends,” the bartender assured as she took the cap off Mitch’s new bottle. “He does use that line a lot, though.”
Mitch scowled. “Now, Tori, you know that’s not true.”
“What, that those aren’t your friends?” The snottiness in my voice was beyond my control.
“Wow, that really hit a nerve, didn’t it? Actually, I was referring to both comments. The only person I use cheesy lines on is you.”
“I’m so flattered,” I grumbled into my beer, taking a rather unladylike gulp. I was relieved he didn’t really know the few guys he’d pointed to earlier.
I felt Mitch’s soft green eyes examining me. When I finally set my beer down, I noticed his bottom lip caught between his teeth. That look made me feel like this evening could take a turn in a direction I mentally wasn’t willing to go. My body, on the other hand, might fight my brains wishes.
Mitch’s eyes met mine as his teeth released his bottom lip. “Why do I feel like there’s a party girl under that deliciously form-fitted dress?”
My heart pounded rapidly as he leaned closer. A promiscuous, no attachment romp session with this incredibly attractive construction worker sounded right up my alley.
I leaned forward, my body betraying me as my face became barely inches from his. “Maybe there is.” My voice was sultry as my tongue traced my bottom lip. My eyes found the stubble of his jaw, my fingers now curious to touch the texture. His arm slid over the bar, making a shield between us and the busy workers. Calloused fingers gently brushed my forearm sending shivers of expectations throughout my entire body. There was no stopping what might happen next.
“What the fuck, Mitch?” Nathan barked, causing me to jerk out of the haze Mitch created between us.
I quickly spun away so I was facing the bar, grabbing my beer and downing the rest of its contents. Fuck, that was close . I needed to order a water and then find my way home, fast . No way was I going to let anything happen between us.
“What?” Mitch asked, craning his head toward Nathan in annoyance.
“I just got off the phone with Kobiashi.” My head whipped in Nathan’s direction. His brows were crinkled and his face was red. “Did you really get arrogant with him?” Nathan shouted so the entire bar could hear him.
Mitch stood from his stool. He crossed his arms and glared down at Nathan. Mitch looked like a giant compared to Nathan’s thin frame. By outer appearances, they were from different worlds, one impressively put together while the other comfortable and at ease.
“No, he got in my face first,” Mitch growled. “He was being the arrogant one. He was being adamant and making unrealistic demands.”
“He owns half of Miami. He can say whatever the hell he wants.” His finger pointed at Mitch’s face. “Don’t EVER get in his face again, do you understand?”
“Don’t talk to me like I’m one of your low henchmen, Nathan.”
“Then don’t act like one.” Nathan roared. “What am I going to do with you? You’ve already made a mess of Grand Rapids. Are you trying to sabotage everything I’ve worked for in Miami, too?”
“You have no idea what’s going on in Grand Rapids. And I’m not going to kiss some bullshit company owner’s ass just to gain his business. We’re better than that, Nathan.”
“When are you going to grow up?”
“When you pull your head out of your ass!”
Mitch slammed his beer down and barged out the back door. Once the door swung shut, Nathan turned to the bar top, placing both hands on the edge as his head tipped down.
“He can’t fuck this up,” he muttered through gritted teeth.
The scowl on my face was in full form. Kobiashi was being a jerk, and Mitch shouldn’t have talked to our biggest client the way he did, but Nathan also didn’t need to yell at
“Don’t worry, sweetie, those aren’t really his friends,” the bartender assured as she took the cap off Mitch’s new bottle. “He does use that line a lot, though.”
Mitch scowled. “Now, Tori, you know that’s not true.”
“What, that those aren’t your friends?” The snottiness in my voice was beyond my control.
“Wow, that really hit a nerve, didn’t it? Actually, I was referring to both comments. The only person I use cheesy lines on is you.”
“I’m so flattered,” I grumbled into my beer, taking a rather unladylike gulp. I was relieved he didn’t really know the few guys he’d pointed to earlier.
I felt Mitch’s soft green eyes examining me. When I finally set my beer down, I noticed his bottom lip caught between his teeth. That look made me feel like this evening could take a turn in a direction I mentally wasn’t willing to go. My body, on the other hand, might fight my brains wishes.
Mitch’s eyes met mine as his teeth released his bottom lip. “Why do I feel like there’s a party girl under that deliciously form-fitted dress?”
My heart pounded rapidly as he leaned closer. A promiscuous, no attachment romp session with this incredibly attractive construction worker sounded right up my alley.
I leaned forward, my body betraying me as my face became barely inches from his. “Maybe there is.” My voice was sultry as my tongue traced my bottom lip. My eyes found the stubble of his jaw, my fingers now curious to touch the texture. His arm slid over the bar, making a shield between us and the busy workers. Calloused fingers gently brushed my forearm sending shivers of expectations throughout my entire body. There was no stopping what might happen next.
“What the fuck, Mitch?” Nathan barked, causing me to jerk out of the haze Mitch created between us.
I quickly spun away so I was facing the bar, grabbing my beer and downing the rest of its contents. Fuck, that was close . I needed to order a water and then find my way home, fast . No way was I going to let anything happen between us.
“What?” Mitch asked, craning his head toward Nathan in annoyance.
“I just got off the phone with Kobiashi.” My head whipped in Nathan’s direction. His brows were crinkled and his face was red. “Did you really get arrogant with him?” Nathan shouted so the entire bar could hear him.
Mitch stood from his stool. He crossed his arms and glared down at Nathan. Mitch looked like a giant compared to Nathan’s thin frame. By outer appearances, they were from different worlds, one impressively put together while the other comfortable and at ease.
“No, he got in my face first,” Mitch growled. “He was being the arrogant one. He was being adamant and making unrealistic demands.”
“He owns half of Miami. He can say whatever the hell he wants.” His finger pointed at Mitch’s face. “Don’t EVER get in his face again, do you understand?”
“Don’t talk to me like I’m one of your low henchmen, Nathan.”
“Then don’t act like one.” Nathan roared. “What am I going to do with you? You’ve already made a mess of Grand Rapids. Are you trying to sabotage everything I’ve worked for in Miami, too?”
“You have no idea what’s going on in Grand Rapids. And I’m not going to kiss some bullshit company owner’s ass just to gain his business. We’re better than that, Nathan.”
“When are you going to grow up?”
“When you pull your head out of your ass!”
Mitch slammed his beer down and barged out the back door. Once the door swung shut, Nathan turned to the bar top, placing both hands on the edge as his head tipped down.
“He can’t fuck this up,” he muttered through gritted teeth.
The scowl on my face was in full form. Kobiashi was being a jerk, and Mitch shouldn’t have talked to our biggest client the way he did, but Nathan also didn’t need to yell at
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