Over The Top by Rebecca Zanetti

Author:Rebecca Zanetti [Zanetti, Rebecca]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Brazen, sexy, Older Brother’s Best Friend, Matchmaker, erotic, Maverick Montana, contemporary romance, Rebecca Zanetti, brother's best friend, romance
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC
Published: 2015-07-19T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Dress up for yourself, not for a man. He’ll notice anyway.

~ The Lady Elks Secret Archives.

They’d worked for hours to transform the upstairs of the Elks Lodge into a winter fairyland, and the room was almost finished. Rain mixed with snow outside, slashing down, causing slush that would probably freeze before too long.

Dawn leaned back and flicked glitter onto a white tablecloth, making it shimmer blue. “Perfect.”

Luann frowned and shoved her wild hair over a shoulder. Her eye shadow was a deep purple today, giving her a very cool, smoky look Dawn could never quite achieve. “Okay.”

“Not everything can be pink¸” Dawn countered, jerking her head toward the sparkly white dust covering the bar. “I like the winter look.”

“You’ll like it in Paris even more,” Luann countered.

Dawn grinned. “I probably would.”

“You’re just staying here in case Hawk wants to stay, and he’s not going to,” Luann countered, her eyes sizzling, her tiny frame nearly vibrating.

Maybe. Dawn rubbed her eyes. Was she missing out on life in the hope that Hawk would come to his senses and stop courting danger? “I told you I’d think about it, and I will.” She turned to where a group of Lady Elks were setting up the buffet table.

The door opened, and Adam strode in, carrying a keg. Muscles rippled in his back and arms as he marched around the bar and set it down. His dark hair was brushed back from his rugged face, and his eyes scanned the room before he visibly relaxed.

Luann hissed out air. “That man is fine with a capital F.”

Dawn snorted.

Adam stood and turned, stretching his back. “Freeze? I need to talk to you.” His brown eyes were veiled, and his dimples lacking.

“Ruh-roh,” Luann whispered.

Dawn ignored her and crossed the room. To her surprise, Adam took her arm and led her into the back kitchen, which was empty. His hand encircled her entire bicep. She looked up. “What?”

He released her and leaned back against the door of an industrial steel refrigerator, crossing his arms. A shadow covered his jaw, and in a black T-shirt and ripped jeans, he seemed more of a rocker than a bar owner. “Explain.”

She blinked. “Huh?”

His gaze narrowed, and he dug out a card from his back pocket. “Now.”

Okay. Sure, Adam was a bit bossy when she was in the bar working in the band, but usually he used more than one word sentences. She took the card and opened it.

Hi Adam,

You’re hot, I’m hot, and I think we should be hot together. Tonight at the dance? XOXO Dawn P.S. I love your ass.

Heat climbed into her face. She tried to speak, but nothing came out.

Adam yanked the card from her hand. “What the hell is going on?”

She looked up at him, her eyes widening. Geez. “You’re mad?” Disbelief and then wounded pride slammed through her. “Seriously? If I did hit on you, you should be shockingly grateful.” She had no clue what her mouth was doing, but all of a sudden, she just couldn’t take any more.

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