Tarzan & Janine by Elle James & Delilah Devlin

Author:Elle James & Delilah Devlin
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: delilah devlin, Texas Billionaires Club, Humor, romantic comedy, Romance, Adventure, billionaire, Myla Jackson, comedy, Texas
Publisher: STORY INK LLC
Published: 2012-09-28T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

“Well, boy, how’s it going?” Joe Peschke strode into Tanner’s office like he owned the place. Because he does. Tanner was not in the mood to hear his father tell him how much of a failure he was. His dignity was still recovering from the bruising it had taken in the costume shop.

When he’d stepped out of the dressing room in not much more than his birthday suit, he’d expected to model for Janine... only Janine. He’d seen what he thought was a glint of appreciation light her eyes. After hearing the gasps of surprise from the other two women in the audience, he now realized it was a glint of amusement he’d mistaken for appreciation.

Janine had gulped before saying, in a shaky voice, “My, my, I’d say it’s a perfect fit, wouldn’t you, ladies?”

Any starch in his libido had been thoroughly erased by the seventy-year-old women’s wolf calls. Instead of saying something completely suave and nonchalant, his hands formed a fig leaf over his privates, and he ducked back into the dressing room, slamming the door behind him. So much for manly dignity.

“Come on out here, stud muffin,” one of the blue-hairs yelled. “We won’t bite.”

“We might pinch a little, but with our arthritis, it won’t hurt much,” said the other.

“I’m not comin’ out until they’re gone.” He’d hopped up and down, cramming legs into his jeans, costume and all. No telling what those women were capable of. They’d stared as if he was some juicy side of beef. Who knows, they might have tried to open the door and take a sample taste.

Fully dressed, with his socks stuffed, one in each pocket, and his jeans hanging out of his quickly donned boots, Tanner marched out of the dressing room.

“There’s no way I’m gonna get in front of a camera in this thing.” He passed Janine, heading for the sales counter.

“Why?”

“It’s not decent.” He slapped a hundred dollar bill on the counter, giving the cashier a cool stare. “I’m wearin’ the costume out. Keep the change.”

“It looked like a perfect fit to us, right, ladies?” Janine turned to the older women. Whistled wolf calls from the ladies standing by the door were her answer. “See? You look great.”

“I don’t have a tan in all the right places,” he argued.

“We can get some of that instant tanning lotion.”

Damn Janine for finding a solution to every obstacle.

“I’ll smear it on,” volunteered one of the old ladies.

“I won’t do it,” he insisted.

Janine had stood at the end of the counter with a fist on one hip. “Wimp.”

“Have you heard a word I’ve said in the last ten minutes?” Tanner’s father’s voice brought his reverie to a screeching halt.

With a hard shake of his head, Tanner tried to concentrate on the man standing by the window. For the first time in years, Tanner looked at him as something other than the dominating patriarch of the family and business. Why was he so intimidated by the man? Janine’s taunt echoed in his mind.

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