Club 3; the Complete Set by Cathryn Cade

Author:Cathryn Cade
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction
Publisher: Windtree Press
Published: 2017-01-15T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWO

Trace looked over Sara's head, his expression no longer warm but closed off. Done with her.

Then he walked away, swerving around one of the large bowls on illuminated stands, full of jewel-toned condoms in cellophane wrappers. The hidden lights made the condoms look as innocently inviting as a bowl of fruit-flavored candy.

Sara watched, her chest burning, as Trace stopped by the bar, bending his head to listen as a blonde in a tiny black vinyl dress, with all kinds of hair and a beauty-pageant smile, spoke to him.

He grinned and slipped his arm around her waist. Guess he’d be choosing one of those condoms to use with her. And she’d no doubt love every moment, like a little girl with candy.

She was relieved, Sara told herself. She’d escaped from a bad marriage, and she’d just averted another big mistake.

Trace was too intense. He frightened her—or at least the way he made her feel frightened her.

As if she could just kneel at his feet and he’d make everything all right. Which was just stupid, because no man was going to do that for her.

She had to concentrate on that, and not on the sick feeling that maybe she’d just thrown away the chance for the hottest sex she’d ever dreamed of.

Not to mention his friendship, his protection. Having him check in every time she was at the gym made her feel safe, cared for, like she mattered. He was probably done with that too.

She swallowed and looked away from Trace and his blonde. This club was full of guys, nearly all of them available.

She just had to pick one, right?

“Hey there, gorgeous,” said a voice in her ear.

Sara started and turned to find another man standing beside her. At first glance he could have been Trace’s brother. Tall, blond, slender, wearing a dark shirt and pants, he wore his hair longer than Trace’s, curling around his ears and collar.

He surveyed her with a smile of appreciation on his handsome face.

On second thought, he was more like an echo of Trace. One without the intense virility of the original. His nose was shorter, his eyes closer together, and his gaze was hungry all right, but it didn’t look inside her.

His eyes reflected his desires, not hers. He was just a guy looking for a good time.

“Hi,” she said, smiling back.

“I’d like to buy you a drink,” he said, smiling into her eyes. “How about it?”

What the heck. He was cute, he was wearing one of her favorite men’s colognes, Dior for men, he found her attractive, and he didn’t shred her into a quivering mass of pheromones. He was safer than Trace, much safer.

“Sure,” she agreed. “I’m Sara.”

He put one hand on the small of her back. His hand was hot through the fabric of her dress. “I’m Kevin.”

A short time later, Sara came to the sickening realization that she had made a mistake. A very big mistake.

After downing a drink while she sipped a margarita and exchanging a few remarks

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