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“He’s not married,” Lou continued. “He works with a banking group that funds a lot of medical research. He was born in Dayton, Ohio. Very exciting. He’s been working in Toronto the last couple of months.”
“I bet he plays a lot of sports.” Kala sat back, utterly uninterested.
“He plays a lot of sports,” Kenzie said in her ear. “According to his socials, he’s active in his local amateur basketball league and…oh, he’s a big brother. Not like family wise. It looks like he’s an only child. He sponsors a kid in his hometown.”
Kenzie sounded half in love with the guy.
“You girls should stay away from the blokes watching the telly. That big group of them?” The bartender set down two twenty ounces for Kala and Tash, and a ten in front of Lou as he gestured to the rugby fans around the big screen. “Those boys are known for getting in trouble.”
“What do you know about the two in the back?” Kala asked, pulling the beer close. “The cute fella and the male-model looking arse.”
The bartender chuckled and gave Kala a big smile. “You remind me of my daughter. Smart as a whip. They’ve been in here a couple of times. I’m pretty sure they’re tourists. I think they’re staying somewhere close. Honestly, they both seem like pretty nice fellas, though I like the Canadian better. The American’s a little brash for my tastes, though he does attract the ladies. But from what I’ve seen they don’t start fights.”
“Have they picked up anyone?” Kala seemed deeply determined to embarrass the hell out of her.
The bartender shook his head. “Nah. They come in and have a couple of pints and leave. Not that the ladies haven’t tried to pick them up. I thought they might be…well, together, but then I heard them talking about the dark-haired one’s divorce, and it was obvious they were discussing a lady.” His lips curled up. “Well, well. Looks like they were just waiting for the right ones. You girls yell out if they give you any trouble.”
He stepped away and that was when Tasha realized she wasn’t going to have to make the decision whether or not to hit on the hottie.
He was right here. Right next to her, and his friend was beside him. Tash looked up, ready to smile his way.
“Hey there, gorgeous. Can I buy you a drink?” Brian Peters said, his voice deep.
And he was looking at her sister.
Not her. Kala. He was hitting on Kala.
Tash took a drink. It was going to be a long night.
* * * *
Dare Nash couldn’t take his eyes off the brunette. Oh, he could absolutely appreciate the stunning gorgeousness of the woman with vibrant pink hair and a classically lovely face, but it had been the brunette’s warmth that drew him in. The shorter, curvy girl was sexy, but not the way the brunette was.
“Hey there, gorgeous. Can I buy you a drink?” Brian asked in a deeper voice than he’d heard his friend use.
That must be the dude’s seduction voice. Dare was pretty sure he didn’t have one of those. At least he hoped he didn’t.
His seduction “voice” would be to get private with that brunette and order her to take her clothes off, to offer her breasts up to him, to let him take her anyway he wanted.
You’re a monster. You just hide it under a nice-guy surface. No woman wants what you want. You want to treat me like a whore.
His ex-wife’s words slid over his brain. He had to keep telling himself that she’d been looking for a way out of the marriage and she’d found one when she’d gotten him to admit his sexual desires. And then she’d happily taken most of everything and moved in with her coworker.
Still, it was good to remember that there was a reason he’d kept those needs in check for almost thirty years. The brunette looked young and vulnerable, and he would have to be gentle if he managed to get her in bed.
Manage being the operative word here because she wasn’t looking at him. She was looking at Brian, and he saw the moment she realized Brian was talking to her friend.
“I have a drink,” the pink-haired woman said with a twist of her lips. It was part smile, part smirk, all challenge.
“Well, then maybe you should buy me one.” Brian seemed ready to take her up on it.
Brian wasn’t catching the same vibes he was. The woman was not interested in him. Not at all. He’d never actually seen a woman look at his friend that way. They usually melted at the sight of him. This one looked like she would rather kick him in the balls than play with them.
It had been so long since anyone had played with his balls. Masturbation was getting boring.
