Go Fetch ! by Shelly Laurenston

Author:Shelly Laurenston [Laurenston, Shelly]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2011-12-28T00:41:11+00:00

Miki looked up as Conall held out her cell phone. “It’s Angie.”

Miki took the phone and watched Conall go back into the room, closing the glass door behind him. They’d changed rooms, with the bed no longer attached to the wall. And Conall had been polite enough not to mention how much he had to pay the hotel for that little “accident.” But she loved the new room they had. She had a great view of Seattle and a little balcony that she’d been sitting on for three hours with her feet up on the rail and her laptop right in front of her.

“Hello?”

“So how’s the big, blond pooch? Has he started humping your leg yet?”

Miki didn’t answer. She couldn’t answer.

“Okay, Kendrick. Spit it.”

“It’s complicated.”

“You fucked him?”

“No. Not exactly”

“What are you two up to?”

“Too much. It’s getting out of control.”

“Okay. Hold on.” Miki waited while it became quiet on the other end. She assumed Angelina was at work and had a customer. “Okay. I’m back. And I’ve got Sara on the line.”

“Oh, shit.”

“All right, Mik. What’s going on?” Fuckin’ Angelina with her three-way calling.

“This is too weird.”

“We want details.”

“Details about what?”

“She and Conall have been up to shenanigans.”

“You fucked him?”

“No. She hasn’t.”

“Oooh. This is getting better and better.”

“I hate both of you.”

“You might as well tell us.”

“Or I can ask Conall. He has to tell me. I’m like totally in charge and everything.”

Miki rolled her eyes. Sara’s reign of terror. Bonehead. “Okay. Okay. We’ve gotten pretty… involved with each other. But we haven’t actually done the deed.”

“That was vague.”

“I’ll put it in Sara-speak for ya, hon. He’s either used his hand or his tongue to get her off, but no dicks have made an appearance.”

How could she still be friends with these two idiots?

“Yum,” Sara growled. “So what’s the problem? It’s time for you to cowboy up and break in that mustang.”

“I can’t believe you found a way to work ‘cowboy up’ into this conversation.” Angelina sighed. “See you need to go into this knowing what it is, Mik.”

“Which is?”

“A booty call. The extended DVD version, but a booty call nonetheless.”

“But what if…”

“No, Miki. No analyzing. No second-guessing. No obsessing.”

“For once in your life just enjoy yourself.”

Miki sighed. “To be honest, I don’t think I know how to do that.”

Sara chuckled. “Bartender-Miki knows how.”

“Bartender-Miki? Is this like your Golden Retriever Sara vs. Drunk-Sara theory?”

“No. You, smartass.”

“Bartender-Miki is the one that always asks inappropriate questions and says whatever she thinks without caring about the repercussions.”

“Bartender-Miki who used to set things on fire in Chem Lab because she was bored.”

“Who taught herself Elvish and Klingon.”

“Who faced off against my grandmother on more than one occasion.”

“Who could kick guys ten times her size out of the bar when they got rowdy.”

“Bartender-Miki who the FBI still refer to as ‘that bitch.’ ”

“That’s the Miki we both know and love.”

Miki blushed. Now she remembered why she was still friends with these two idiots. Because they both actually got her. And loved her in spite of it.

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