Page 12 of The Tiernay Sisters


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He didn’t take his pale brown eyes off of mine. “But I’m having fun.”

“Is he in charge of my interview?” I asked Mike without turning around.

“No. Absolutely not. He’s just here to provide…consulting.”

“Consulting?” I turned around at that, narrowing my gaze on my would-be employer.

“Yes.” His lips twitched. “From a consumer standpoint.”

“I see.” I turned back to the blond man.Ezra.“Okay. Is there something…from a consumer standpoint…that you would like to know more about?”

He stroked a finger against his bottom lip. “Say a table of gentlemen got a little handsy. How would you handle the situation?”

“That would depend on how our company policy states we’re supposed to handle such things,” I replied. “I would think that we either have bouncers to deal with issues of that nature, or we’re allowed to deal with it as we need to, which would be escalating responses until the problem is resolved.”

“You sound like a handbook,” Ezra said.

“You sound disappointed,” Mike replied.

I shrugged. “I don’t usually have any problems. Being firm and direct is generally enough.”

Both men laughed. Ezra looked at Mike. “You have to hire her now, because this I gotta see.”

Mike nodded, a gleam in his eyes. “It’ll be interesting, that’s for sure.” He turned his attention to me. “We’ll give you a trial week, starting tomorrow night if you can swing it.”

Yes!

I nodded. “Absolutely.”

Sleeping arrangements would be a problem. There was no way I could work here in the evenings, drive three hours to Cold Spring afterward, and then get up in the morning and get back to campus before my first class every day.

Maybe Neve would let me crash on her floor until I could find a place? I would ask when she finished her interview.

“Great. Ask the bartender for a uniform to get you started, and we’ll get more ordered if you make it through the first week.”

“Thank you.”

Mike rose and went to call Neve in for her interview, dismissing me without another word. I tapped out a text message to her asking if we could chat after her interview, and then put my phone away. Ezra ducked his head back into his phone, and I stood to leave, feeling a strange combination of triumph and let-down.

I had a feeling he expected me to fail my trial week, but I wouldn’t.

I couldn’t. I needed this job too badly.

On a whim, I stuck my tongue out at him as I passed him on the way out the door. As luck would have it, he looked up and caught me. Face flaming, I kept going, the devilish grin that split his face embedded in my memory.

Shit.

Eight

Ezra

Holyfinebreastesses,butthis girl was fire.

I lowered my face into my phone again, needing desperately to focus on something other than the truly beautiful tits this pink-haired goddess had on display. I wasn’t usually so…stupid over a pair, but something about this diminutive female had set me back on my heels.

I wanted to kiss them and hug them and call them—

No. Not that.

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