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expertise lay more in the direction of fending off unwanted advances from men. And she was good at it, too. She could cut a man to the quick with a single word.
Maybe Laura could ask Terry and Avis, the Booker twins.
They seemed to be experts on the matter, leaving the bar with different men almost every night.
She almost laughed out loud, for even considering asking advice from bar patrons on the matter of how to seduce a man.
Jeez, maybe she was losing her marbles.
“Wow, she’s really gone,” she barely heard Kathy comment.
“That must have been some kiss,” Ali whispered, her voice fil ed with awe. “I’ve never seen that dreamy expression on Laura’s face since I’ve known her.”
“Wel , maybe when the new cash register was delivered.”
Laura shook her head, trying to return to earth. What in heck was the matter with her? And how bad off was she if the only other time in six years her friends had seen an expression of joy on her face was when she’d bought a new cash register? That made up her mind right there and then. It was time to get a life.
Even if it was just a temporary life.
“Ready?” she said to Ali.
“Oh, yeah! I wouldn’t miss this for the world.”
“Me either,” Kathy said, following hot on their heels.
* * *
BRANDON WATCHED Laura approach the bar from the back, and he couldn’t hold back a grin. Damn, the woman was sexy. He’d never have thought it in a mil ion years, but those shapeless overalls she’d worn yesterday had really turned him on. Today she wore faded jeans, a red cotton polo shirt tucked into them. Yesterday he hadn’t been able to gauge how busty she actually was. Today he could. The woman appeared to have perfect breasts—not too large, not too smal . His mouth went dry at the thought of undressing her and taking her breasts into his hands.
Ali and the day manager fol owed in Laura’s wake. Ali smiled and winked at him, which he considered a very positive sign. Laura didn’t smile when she spotted him, but she also didn’t appear surprised to find him there, so he was pretty sure Ali had forewarned her. If he’d expected Laura to blush with embarrassment or discomfort, he’d sorely underestimated her.
She looked directly at him for a full five seconds, and something akin to assessment seemed to gleam in her whiskey brown eyes.
But then without a word she ducked under the bar, and when she straightened, her gaze roamed the entire place.
Brandon took a sip of his tonic and lime, then looked over at Ali and raised his eyebrows. She smiled again and nodded imperceptibly, in a go-for-it kind of way.
This made Brandon very happy. He hadn’t been able to think about anything but that kiss last night and the passionate young woman who’d returned it with a fervor that was impressive.
She might have a smart mouth, but it was a lush, sexy, smart mouth, and he’d dreamed about it incessantly since he’d taken a cab back to Ned’s place in the wee hours of the morning.
His father had ingrained in him from his earliest memories never to force a lady, always to let her take the lead. Last night had been the only time he’d ever considered ignoring that advice, fantasizing all the while about having sex with Laura on that pool table until they both collapsed with exhaustion.
The hardest thing he’d ever done in his life had been to keep his hands from exploring al the delights of her petite body.
To agree to let her out of his clutches after only a kiss. He didn’t know how he was going to do it, but somehow he had to get Laura Tanner to beg.
“How’s it going, Yalie?”
Brandon glanced up from his drink, startled. So deep in thought he’d lost track of time and place, he hadn’t even noticed Laura’s approach. He regrouped. “Pretty good, lethal weapon.
How are you?”
Her lips quirked. “Lethal weapon?”
“Oh, yeah, lady. In more ways than one.”
She crossed her arms on the bar and leaned over to him.
Her scent was
Maybe Laura could ask Terry and Avis, the Booker twins.
They seemed to be experts on the matter, leaving the bar with different men almost every night.
She almost laughed out loud, for even considering asking advice from bar patrons on the matter of how to seduce a man.
Jeez, maybe she was losing her marbles.
“Wow, she’s really gone,” she barely heard Kathy comment.
“That must have been some kiss,” Ali whispered, her voice fil ed with awe. “I’ve never seen that dreamy expression on Laura’s face since I’ve known her.”
“Wel , maybe when the new cash register was delivered.”
Laura shook her head, trying to return to earth. What in heck was the matter with her? And how bad off was she if the only other time in six years her friends had seen an expression of joy on her face was when she’d bought a new cash register? That made up her mind right there and then. It was time to get a life.
Even if it was just a temporary life.
“Ready?” she said to Ali.
“Oh, yeah! I wouldn’t miss this for the world.”
“Me either,” Kathy said, following hot on their heels.
* * *
BRANDON WATCHED Laura approach the bar from the back, and he couldn’t hold back a grin. Damn, the woman was sexy. He’d never have thought it in a mil ion years, but those shapeless overalls she’d worn yesterday had really turned him on. Today she wore faded jeans, a red cotton polo shirt tucked into them. Yesterday he hadn’t been able to gauge how busty she actually was. Today he could. The woman appeared to have perfect breasts—not too large, not too smal . His mouth went dry at the thought of undressing her and taking her breasts into his hands.
Ali and the day manager fol owed in Laura’s wake. Ali smiled and winked at him, which he considered a very positive sign. Laura didn’t smile when she spotted him, but she also didn’t appear surprised to find him there, so he was pretty sure Ali had forewarned her. If he’d expected Laura to blush with embarrassment or discomfort, he’d sorely underestimated her.
She looked directly at him for a full five seconds, and something akin to assessment seemed to gleam in her whiskey brown eyes.
But then without a word she ducked under the bar, and when she straightened, her gaze roamed the entire place.
Brandon took a sip of his tonic and lime, then looked over at Ali and raised his eyebrows. She smiled again and nodded imperceptibly, in a go-for-it kind of way.
This made Brandon very happy. He hadn’t been able to think about anything but that kiss last night and the passionate young woman who’d returned it with a fervor that was impressive.
She might have a smart mouth, but it was a lush, sexy, smart mouth, and he’d dreamed about it incessantly since he’d taken a cab back to Ned’s place in the wee hours of the morning.
His father had ingrained in him from his earliest memories never to force a lady, always to let her take the lead. Last night had been the only time he’d ever considered ignoring that advice, fantasizing all the while about having sex with Laura on that pool table until they both collapsed with exhaustion.
The hardest thing he’d ever done in his life had been to keep his hands from exploring al the delights of her petite body.
To agree to let her out of his clutches after only a kiss. He didn’t know how he was going to do it, but somehow he had to get Laura Tanner to beg.
“How’s it going, Yalie?”
Brandon glanced up from his drink, startled. So deep in thought he’d lost track of time and place, he hadn’t even noticed Laura’s approach. He regrouped. “Pretty good, lethal weapon.
How are you?”
Her lips quirked. “Lethal weapon?”
“Oh, yeah, lady. In more ways than one.”
She crossed her arms on the bar and leaned over to him.
Her scent was
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