Kissing Books by Cat Johnson

Author:Cat Johnson [Johnson, Cat]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Cat Johnson
Published: 2019-10-21T18:30:00+00:00

From the Journal of Rose Van de Berg

MUDVILLE INQUISITOR

1947

The Federal Communications Commission gave The Oneonta Star authorization to operate a broadcasting station. Mudville residents can find WDOS, broadcasting from its studios on the top floor of the Oneonta Hotel, on frequency 1400kc as of Dec. 1.

EIGHTEEN

Stone

I walked into the bar and stopped dead in the doorway, calculating if I could back out without being seen.

“Well, well, well. Look who’s here. Big bro back from his date.” Seated at the bar, Cash elbowed our little brother in the side.

Boone twisted on the barstool next to Cash and grinned. “Hey, bro. You get lucky?”

Jesus Christ. I scanned all the dark corners of the Muddy River Inn to see who was still around at midnight to hear. Not all that many people. Thank God.

Lainey’s nephew Carter was behind the bar, looking like he was waiting for closing time. There was a couple at a back corner table who looked more interested in their argument with each other than in me. And, of course, there were my annoying brothers.

But even one person hearing what they’d said about Harper and me was too many.

What the fuck had I been thinking coming here after leaving Harper’s?

Well, I knew what I’d been thinking. That I was wide awake and too keyed up to go home and to sleep after the time I’d spent in Harper’s bed.

I’d figured I’d have a beer first. Wind down. Wrap my head around this latest development between us.

Things had developed, all right. Twice. The second time quite creatively as my lack of another condom had us doing just about everything else but that.

Christ. I needed to stop thinking about it or I’d be hard again, right here in the bar where I shouldn’t have come.

I should have considered that in a place with one bar and not much else to do on a Saturday night, my brothers might be there.

They must have parked around the side of the building. That’s why I didn’t see either of their trucks.

Fuck. I could go—not even address their dumb comments. Turn around and walk right back out. But that would just leave them here to gossip without me.

Best to stay and try to do damage control.

Resigned, I moved to the bar and took the empty stool next to Boone. “Boys.”

Cash cocked up a brow, I guessed in reaction to me calling him a boy. Too bad. I was the older brother. Time they remembered that and showed me some respect . . . Wishful thinking on my part.

“So tell me, what did you have for dinner?” Cash asked, putting unnecessary emphasis on the last word suggestively.

“Steak,” I answered, not wanting to play this game.

“And what did you have for dessert?” Boone grinned wide.

“Lemon meringue pie.” Ha! Boone probably assumed there was no dessert and thought he was being clever with his sexual innuendo. That’d teach him.

Feeling duly satisfied with my victory, I tossed a handful of bills on the bar and lifted one finger. “Hey, Carter. Draft, please.

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