Big Dick Energy: A Meet-Cute Novel by Cindi Madsen

Author:Cindi Madsen [Madsen, Cindi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-03-29T16:00:00+00:00

Catalina: talk about big dick energy. That’s some bulge!!!

I jerked down my phone so the guy at my side wouldn’t see, slamming my knuckles against the table in the process.

“Ouch,” I said, shaking out my fingers as if that’d help, and then Archer took hold of my hand. At the tender rub of his thumb across my knuckles, my breath lodged in my throat, and suddenly I couldn’t cross my legs tight enough.

I repeat: freaking alcohol.

“I chose this bar because it’s the closest place to where I’m staying with an open stage for people to come and play music.”

I unstuck my tongue from the roof of my mouth. Since that’d been difficult enough, it was okay to let Archer keep on holding my hand, right? “That’s one of the reasons we began coming here. We’ve heard a lot of great artists over the years. A few of them have gone on to record albums and go on tour.”

Archer nodded. “That’s what I heard, which is why I had to come check it out for myself.”

I supposed after our last conversation, I could extend an olive branch. I gestured toward the one open seat at the table. “Care to join us for a drink?”

“Are you sure?” Light twinkled in the depths of his eyes, a sure sign he was about to tease me. “Last time you made it very clear you could buy your own drinks. I even remember something about how I should take a hint already and leave you alone.”

“Those two aren’t necessarily mutually exclusive. Tell you what. I’ll buy you a drink.

“I’m almost sure this is a set-up, but…” Archer grabbed the back of the nearby chair, scooting it closer to mine before settling into it. “Here I am anyway. Bending the knee. Guess you are Khaleesi.”

It was so deliciously nerdy that my entire body got in on the swoon. I signaled over the bartender, propped my elbow on Archer’s shoulder, and gave his pec a pat. “Go ahead and bring this guy whatever he wants.”

Archer ordered the on-tap beer, and I frowned at him. “Seriously?”

“You said I could order whatever I want,” he pointed out, “and it’s what I want tonight. I’m rusty enough without getting too buzzed before my big performance.”

“Performance?”

His shoulders shook in that way that meant he was trying to stifle his laughter, and again, I was fairly certain it was at my expense. “I signed up for a slot to go onstage. My guitar’s already backstage, all tuned and ready to go.”

I blinked and blinked at him, and then looked across the table at my best friends. “Did you guys know he played guitar?”

“You haven’t even introduced us yet, Pen. Catalina Mendes.” She stretched her arm across the table, taking the initiative, as I was far too fixated by the way Archer’s knee kept bumping mine underneath the table. “Hello, Archer. Your reputation of being a contrary pain in the ass precedes you.”

My cheeks blazed, and I placed my cool palms over them. “I never said pain in the ass.

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