Liar, Liar by Winter Austin

Author:Winter Austin
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Crimson Romance

“Shane?”

Blinking, he stared at the double doors and then the woman next to him.

“Are you all right?” Liza asked.

The bass was somewhat louder this close to the building. Shane could just make out the music, and it was nothing like what had been playing that night in the bar.

“I’m good,” he said, then pulled open one of the doors.

Any rebuttal Liza might have made was drowned by the blast of music. Thank God for small miracles. This was the first time in a long, long time outside of his ritualistic anniversary that he’d had a flashback to that night. He was not about to explain himself to Liza.

They descended a short flight of stairs and pushed through another set of doors. The music was louder yet as they entered what was once the factory floor where the machinery had stood. Now it was crowded with bar tables and stools and people, some dancing while others hovered around the tables, drinking and talking. All the grinding bodies and energy pouring from the room made it look like a mosh pit.

The music switched, and this time a song with a beat Shane was more familiar with started. The crowd screamed their approval and began jumping around with their hands raised over their heads.

“Is that supposed to be a country song?” Liza yelled over the noise.

“It’s the new country.” He spotted an emptied table. “Hurry before it’s taken.”

Settled on a stool, Shane leaned closer to Liza. The intoxicating scent of cinnamon and vanilla filled his senses, electrifying his nerve endings. Oh, how he wanted to lip the hallow of her neck and drink her in.

Liza cocked her head. “Do you see something?”

He cleared his throat. “Not yet. Do you want something to drink?”

“If they have it, a coconut water would be great. If not, ginger ale or whatever they have that passes as fancy water.”

“I’m sure they’ve got something along those lines. Right back.” He slid off his stool and plowed his way to the bar.

As he passed a quartet of young women dancing together, he stiffened as someone squeezed his rear. The group gave him a few seductive winks.

“Hey, cowboy,” a dolled-up brunette said. “Come dance with us.”

They horseshoed him, beckoning for him to step into the center. He shook his head at the women and then pointed at Liza. The group peered over the crowd to see his “date.”

One woman shrugged. “Bring her over.”

“Maybe later. Ladies.”

He escaped their siren call and made it to the bar unaccosted. Good God, the younger they were the bolder they got. He couldn’t recall the women of his generation being this gropey. Then again, he was a horny male at the time—what did he care what a woman did or didn’t do to him as long as it led to a night of tangled sheets and sweaty bodies?

A smiling pixie with wild pink hair and an eyebrow ring leaned on the counter behind the bar. “What can I get ya?”

Used to seeing a tattooed and

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