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“Sorry about the crazy girls.”
“Oh, hell, hanging out with Sam has been hard on all our egos over the years,” he teased. “At least I now have a hamster and toothpaste story to put up against some of his.”
She grinned. “Glad I could help.”
“Don’t let the door hit you in the ass on the way out,” Sam said to Dooley and Kevin. He scooped Danika up in his arms and started for the bedroom as she shrieked and giggled.
Dooley watched them go, thinking that was exactly what he’d do in Sam’s shoes.
“Well,” Kevin said with a sigh as they stepped out into the night and locked Sam and Dani’s door behind them. “It’s just you and me. Again.”
“Too bad you’re not my type,” Dooley said.
But that joke wasn’t new. Neither was his feeling of restlessness and dissatisfaction. It was getting stronger, but it had been there for awhile.
“Yeah, but you’re stuck with me,” Kevin said. “So you wanna go to the casino night fundraiser with me?”
Dooley looked at the two tickets in Kevin’s hand, then took one. “Sure. Why the hell not?” He might even get into the spirit and pull out his tux.
It had been a long time since he’d dressed up and partied with the high rollers. Or with people pretending to be high rollers for a good cause.
“What could beat gambling, liquor, women in sequins and cancer?” he asked, stopping by his car.
Kevin chuckled. “When you put it that way, I can’t wait.”
“We might have to dust off our pleases and thank yous.”
“You think there will be some classy girls there?” Kevin asked with a grin.
“I think there might be some girls who’d like to pretend they’re classy for one evening,” Dooley said.
“There’s a good chance they’ll be using glass champagne glasses instead of those plastic ones that have the bottoms that fall off all the time,” Kevin said, studying the fancy invitation.
“It might even be good champagne in those glasses,” Dooley added.
“I think we have to go,” Kevin said.
Dooley agreed. One of his deepest, darkest secrets was that he liked this stuff.
He liked tuxedos as much as he liked blue jeans. He liked champagne as much as he liked beer. And he liked spinach pastry hors d'oeuvres as much as he liked little wienies in barbecue sauce.
“I have a confession,” he told Kevin. “But you can’t tell the guys.”
“Okay.”
“I know how to ballroom dance.”
Kevin cocked an eyebrow. “Yeah?”
“I might even prove that to some lucky lady next Friday night.”
“You better be careful. If you waltz some woman around, she might expect you to actually know what the word chivalrous means.”
He grinned. “Damn right.”
Gallant, courtly, valorous. He could so do all of that.
And if her fancy sequins-covered dress was backless, he might just show her that even ladies deserved to be ill-behaved sometimes.
Look for these titles by Erin Nicholas
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The Bradfords
Just Right
Just Like That
Just My Type
Just the Way I Like It
Just for Fun
Anything & Everything
Anything You Want
Everything You’ve Got
Hotblooded
No Matter What
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Just a Kiss
There’s having fun… And then there’s falling in love.
Just for Fun
© 2012 Erin Nicholas
The Bradfords, Book 4
It was a chance meeting, a spontaneous, hot moment, a never-to-be-repeated encounter. So when the gorgeous redhead he knows only as Sugar walks into the bar and heads straight for him, Doug “Dooley” Miller knows he’s in trouble. But he’s sure not going to mind.
She needs a date to some swanky something-or-other. He’s a fish-sticks-and-denim guy, but for a woman who’s not afraid to get naughty in an elevator, he can stand a couple days of smoked salmon and Armani.
Morgan James admits she doesn’t really knowDoug, but she needs him to keep her mind—and hands—off her ex. A man who, despite the fact he stole her ideas, she’s afraid could charm her into repeating
“Oh, hell, hanging out with Sam has been hard on all our egos over the years,” he teased. “At least I now have a hamster and toothpaste story to put up against some of his.”
She grinned. “Glad I could help.”
“Don’t let the door hit you in the ass on the way out,” Sam said to Dooley and Kevin. He scooped Danika up in his arms and started for the bedroom as she shrieked and giggled.
Dooley watched them go, thinking that was exactly what he’d do in Sam’s shoes.
“Well,” Kevin said with a sigh as they stepped out into the night and locked Sam and Dani’s door behind them. “It’s just you and me. Again.”
“Too bad you’re not my type,” Dooley said.
But that joke wasn’t new. Neither was his feeling of restlessness and dissatisfaction. It was getting stronger, but it had been there for awhile.
“Yeah, but you’re stuck with me,” Kevin said. “So you wanna go to the casino night fundraiser with me?”
Dooley looked at the two tickets in Kevin’s hand, then took one. “Sure. Why the hell not?” He might even get into the spirit and pull out his tux.
It had been a long time since he’d dressed up and partied with the high rollers. Or with people pretending to be high rollers for a good cause.
“What could beat gambling, liquor, women in sequins and cancer?” he asked, stopping by his car.
Kevin chuckled. “When you put it that way, I can’t wait.”
“We might have to dust off our pleases and thank yous.”
“You think there will be some classy girls there?” Kevin asked with a grin.
“I think there might be some girls who’d like to pretend they’re classy for one evening,” Dooley said.
“There’s a good chance they’ll be using glass champagne glasses instead of those plastic ones that have the bottoms that fall off all the time,” Kevin said, studying the fancy invitation.
“It might even be good champagne in those glasses,” Dooley added.
“I think we have to go,” Kevin said.
Dooley agreed. One of his deepest, darkest secrets was that he liked this stuff.
He liked tuxedos as much as he liked blue jeans. He liked champagne as much as he liked beer. And he liked spinach pastry hors d'oeuvres as much as he liked little wienies in barbecue sauce.
“I have a confession,” he told Kevin. “But you can’t tell the guys.”
“Okay.”
“I know how to ballroom dance.”
Kevin cocked an eyebrow. “Yeah?”
“I might even prove that to some lucky lady next Friday night.”
“You better be careful. If you waltz some woman around, she might expect you to actually know what the word chivalrous means.”
He grinned. “Damn right.”
Gallant, courtly, valorous. He could so do all of that.
And if her fancy sequins-covered dress was backless, he might just show her that even ladies deserved to be ill-behaved sometimes.
Look for these titles by Erin Nicholas
Now Available:
The Bradfords
Just Right
Just Like That
Just My Type
Just the Way I Like It
Just for Fun
Anything & Everything
Anything You Want
Everything You’ve Got
Hotblooded
No Matter What
Coming Soon:
Just a Kiss
There’s having fun… And then there’s falling in love.
Just for Fun
© 2012 Erin Nicholas
The Bradfords, Book 4
It was a chance meeting, a spontaneous, hot moment, a never-to-be-repeated encounter. So when the gorgeous redhead he knows only as Sugar walks into the bar and heads straight for him, Doug “Dooley” Miller knows he’s in trouble. But he’s sure not going to mind.
She needs a date to some swanky something-or-other. He’s a fish-sticks-and-denim guy, but for a woman who’s not afraid to get naughty in an elevator, he can stand a couple days of smoked salmon and Armani.
Morgan James admits she doesn’t really knowDoug, but she needs him to keep her mind—and hands—off her ex. A man who, despite the fact he stole her ideas, she’s afraid could charm her into repeating
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