Janie (The Casanova Club Book 15) by Ali Parker

Author:Ali Parker [Parker, Ali]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: BrixBaxter Publishing
Published: 2021-01-18T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 14

Max

Even at nine o’clock at night, it was roasting hot outside.

The air-conditioned bar was a welcome reprieve from the sweltering heat. As soon as I stepped inside, I was greeted with a cool burst of air and a smile from the hostess, who asked if it was a table for one.

“I’m meeting someone,” I told her as I pinched the front of my shirt and pulled it away and back from my skin rapidly, creating air flow between my body and the fabric. The Silicon Valley heat didn’t usually get to me like this.

I wondered if it had anything to do with the episode in my office with Janie.

It had been frantic and wild. Half of me felt like it hadn’t even happened. One minute, I was inside her and she had her legs wrapped around my waist like she used to when I took her on her back. The next, she was hopping down from my desk, fixing her skirt, and fanning her cheeks while telling me we shouldn’t have let that happen.

Shouldn’t have and couldn’t help ourselves were two different things, I’d told her. At least she’d smiled.

I tried to stop thinking about Janie as I looked around the bar to seek out my after-dinner drinks companion. I spotted him at the bar, his broad shoulders and dark beard making him an easy target in a place like this. Where most of the clientele were slim business-folks with fake tans, a healthy complexion of Botox, and designer suits, Jeremiah was an ox. He didn’t belong in a place like this. His sheer size and bearded face made him look even larger and more imposing than he actually was.

He stood from his barstool when he saw me coming. A white grin broke through his beard and he held out a hand for me to shake. As soon as I clasped it, he pulled me in for a one-armed hug and clapped my back with his free hand.

“How’ve you been, brother?” Jeremiah’s deep voice vibrated against me.

We broke apart and took our seats at the bar. “Been good, been good,” I lied. “How about you?”

Jeremiah shrugged with his entire body. “I’m here, so I’ve been better.”

I laughed.

As much as Jeremiah didn’t suit this town, the town didn’t suit him. He was a wilderness man through and through. His calling was in the forests, working with his hands. He preferred clean air and rich soil under his boots, not pavement and carbon emissions.

Jeremiah flagged down the bartender and we each ordered a beer from the tap.

My big friend shifted in his seat and rested one elbow on the bar. “I’m glad you were able to meet up. Sorry about the late notice. I didn’t know I would be in town until two days before my flight.”

Jeremiah had business here in Silicon Valley. I hadn’t pried into what that business was but I’d taken him up on his offer to catch up over drinks.

“I’m just glad I get to see you,” I said.

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