His Fantasy Maid by Susan Blexrud

Author:Susan Blexrud
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, spicy
Publisher: Crimson Romance, an imprint of F+W Media, Inc.
Published: 2013-05-20T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

Amy

“I can’t believe you roped me into a blind date.” Though it feels like years, it’s only been a few days since the fiasco with Jake Sinclair and the big rat out to the chief of staff. Ellen and I are walking into Hue Bar, one of the trendiest hangouts for singles in Orlando. I set her up with Matt, but she insisted we double-date, so Matt is bringing one of his co-firemen for me.

“Come on, who can resist a hunky fireman?” Ellen’s on tiptoes, which in stilettos is quite the feat, surveying the guys at the bar. “There’s Matt,” she says … with a shimmy. Why is it I already feel like a third wheel?

I look beyond Matt to his buddy. We lock eyes. I gulp. Between this guy and my brother, next year’s hunky firemen calendar is well on its way to publication. He’s broad as a tank and his eyes are amber. I’m reminded of the vampires in the Twilight saga. Perhaps this guy thirsts for blood, too.

“Hey, Sis.” Matt hops off the barstool and grabs my arm. Yeow. I’ll surely have a bruise.

“Hey, Bruto.” I kiss him on the cheek. All my brothers have nicknames. Matt became Bruto for his girth. Though he could have just as easily been Dopey.

“This here’s Aaron.” Matt gesture with his thumb to the hunk sitting next to him. “Hey, that’s two ‘A’ names. Amy and Aaron, sitting in a tree, k-i-s-s-i-n-g.”

“Don’t get ahead of yourself.” I try to pinch my brother on his washboard abs, but I can’t get enough skin. I look at Ellen, who’s licking her lips.

“I think you two already know each other.” I look back and forth between Matt and Ellen. They must have heard me, but you’d never know it from the vapid expression on both their faces. They’re already entranced.

Matt offers Ellen his barstool.

She slides onto it. In fact, she has to grip the bar so she doesn’t slide off. Cotton on fake leather has that effect. Frankly, her miniskirt’s so short I’m surprised her thighs don’t stick to the barstool like adhesive. She adjusts her bum and bats her eyes at Matt.

“We met at the graduation,” Ellen says, proffering her hand in that limp kind of way that says, ‘Save me, I’m helpless’.

I just hope she doesn’t give Matt the wrong impression. He’s a face value kind of guy. If Ellen acts like she needs a protector, he’ll be right there. And Ellen needs almost as much protecting as a Tasmanian devil.

I look back at Matt, who’s frowning at me. “The weirdest thing happened yesterday.” He scrubs his hand over his chin. “Aaron and me were at this apartment helping a guy with broken ribs get out of bed and the woman who called us tells me something about you being naked in this guy’s apartment.”

Good old subtle Matt. He couldn’t have pulled me aside? My heart starts beating in my ears.

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