A Moment of Madness (Boston Alibi) by Brooklyn Skye

Author:Brooklyn Skye [Skye, Brooklyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: contemporary romance; Brazen; Entangled; sexy; erotic; romance; Boston; Brooklyn Skye; bar owner; bar; enemies to lovers; romantic comedy
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC (Brazen)
Published: 2017-03-20T07:00:00+00:00

Thirty minutes later, Sailor slammed her third shot glass onto the counter and smacked her lips. “That one was my favorite. What was it called?”

Brooke, the bartender Sailor had befriended, swiped the glass and set it in the tub of water to be washed. “That one was a Blow Job.”

“Oh, a Blow Job. I’ll have another.”

Ryan quickly spun Sailor around to face him. “Maybe you should wait a few minutes until that one settles first?” The last thing he needed was Sailor pulling a Marissa tonight. And any more than three shots in an hour was sure to do that.

She puffed out her lip. “Hey, party pooper, I was just starting to get the hang of this whole drinking thing.”

A dot of whipped cream sat in the corner of her mouth, and he wiped it with his thumb. “You mean you were just starting to get drunk, so no more Blow Jobs until you finish a glass of water.”

Hands out to her sides, bracing her weight along the edge of the counter, she rolled her head to the side and drew up a seductive smile. “All right then, boss. If I can’t have another Blow Job, you have one.” Her glassy gaze locked on his.

Fuck, if that wasn’t the sexiest thing that’d come out of her mouth all night. “Carlson,” he leaned close and growled. “If—and when—you give me a blowjob, I sure as hell won’t want it here.”

“So let’s go back to your bar then.”

Goddamn, she was cute when she was clueless. “I was thinking somewhere a little more private.”

Crinkles crawled across her forehead. “Priva—oh.” Pink deepened the rounds of her cheeks and she blinked, and then laughed. “You meant a real one.”

Ryan stared, unable to answer because those words triggered the image of her mouth on him, sliding up and down, licking and sucking. His pants grew tighter and a deep ache to turn that fantasy into reality slammed into him.

He reached for her, tipping her face up to his with a finger under her chin. Strands of blond framed her face, the light from above lightening the deep color in her eyes to a golden brown. Beautiful. He kissed her once, running his tongue over her lips, tasting the sweetness of the whipped cream in her last shot. As he stepped closer to claim more of her mouth, her purse started barking.

“Sailor,” he said, his face just millimeters from hers. “Why does it sound like there’s a dog in your purse?”

Her entire face brightened. “Because there is.” Quickly, she searched her purse and pulled out her phone. “I have it set to alert me when new videos or pictures are posted.” Swiping the lock on the screen, she turned her shoulder into his so he could see, too. “It’s from a blog I follow.”

The words “dog shaming” scrolled across the screen, and then a picture of a spotted Great Dane with some sort of plastic square stuck around its head. At the bottom of the picture was the caption, So…about the litter box in the linen closet.

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