[Billionaire Shifters Club 01.0] The Billionaire Shifter's Curvy Match by Diana Seere

Author:Diana Seere [Seere, Diana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B01LBKRTK6
Published: 2016-09-13T06:00:00+00:00

“I realize,” Eva said in a low, dulcet tone that was sugar and spice dipped in whisky and wrapped around an iron rod, “that you enjoy partaking in all of the services the club offers, but you’re being too obvious, Gavin.”

“Too—?” He heard her, but his eyes tracked Lilah’s ass as it begged for his attention, sashaying out of the room and heading off with Carl toward the commercial kitchen wing.

“Dear God, Gav, why don’t you just fuck her in front of the fireplace with hundreds of guests watching?” Eva hissed, yanking hard on his arm. Few women in his life had permission to treat him this way.

Eva was one of them.

Actually, Eva was the only one. A member of a family of shifters as old as his, their fathers had been in business together—his in oil, hers in railroads. The Nagy family wasn’t nearly as wealthy as the Stantons, but she wasn’t on the streets begging for spare change either.

And she didn’t need the job managing The Platinum Club any more than Gavin needed to go into biotech. With more than a century and a half of adulthood, though, one needed something as a life’s purpose.

“Do you think the crowd would mind?” he said in a faint voice, moving his leg as discretely as possible, hoping his cock wasn’t about to follow Lilah like a panting little lap dog.

Tongue hanging out and all.

Eva smacked his bicep. “You really are hopeless.”

He cleared his head, shaking it slightly. When his eyes landed on her they telescoped, focused again. “I’m hopeless because I just handed your club a contract worth more than you clear in a month of serving drunk celebrities and pseudo-celebrities, or I’m hopeless because—”

“Because you look like you have a baseball bat in your pants, Gavin,” said an angry male voice he recognized all too well. Of course.

Of course Asher would finally make an appearance at this exact moment.

“Only a baseball bat?” Gavin asked the air behind him, not giving Asher the respect of a direct look.

“I’d say at least the size of a bear paw,” Derry said under his breath as he passed by, an intact bottle of Champagne clutched in one hand, the other snaked around the waist of a woman who bore an uncanny resemblance to Taylor Swift.

Asher pulled Gavin away from Eva and Derry and tried to frog-march him into his office, but Gavin was having none of it. With legs quite accustomed to digging in, he made himself immobile.

Until a waiter passed by with his private label lager.

Gavin took the entire tray from the man, gave him a wink, and strode without comment into Asher’s office. As the unofficial patriarch of the Stantons, Asher lived and worked out of the main building at the ranch. By the time they were shut inside, Gavin was on his second beer.

“What in the hell do you think you’re doing?” Asher roared at him.

Gavin responded with a belch that would have made Derry proud.

Asher’s long, slow inhale through the nose made him look more wolfish.

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