Bobby Sinatra: In All the Wrong Places (The Rags to Romance Series Book 1) by Mallory Monroe

Author:Mallory Monroe [Monroe, Mallory]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Austin Brook Publishing
Published: 2019-04-17T18:30:00+00:00

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He makes drinks for us at his full-size bar, something I’ve never seen inside somebody’s apartment before in my life, and then he invites me into his den to check out his record collection. He removes his suit coat and tosses it onto a chair. That’s when I see how big he is across the shoulders. If we do end up in bed, I’m thinking, this man can crush me!

But it’s like he’s in his element now. In this beautiful den of his with his record collection. And to say his collection is big, would be like saying the Atlantic Ocean is big. That just doesn’t really describe it. And I’m impressed. Because it’s like this rich white boy grew up loving the same kind of music I grew up loving. He has all my favorite groups in his stack.

He also has some groups I never even heard of before, like all that heavy metal stuff, but it’s kind of amazing to me.

“This ain’t no remix shit, either,” he says to me, with that killer smile, as he puts on a CD. “This one is one of my all-time favorites. It’s a compilation of all the different singers I like.”

As I’m listening, to a Public Enemy track, I’m nodding my head. “It still sounds really good, Bobby,” I say to him.

“Don’t it, though? I listen to it all the time. But be honest. You thought I was bullshittin’, didn’t you?”

“No, no way.”

“You didn’t think I had a record collection.”

“Yes, I did.”

“No, you didn’t, girl, quit,” he says. “You thought I just wanted to get you in my crib to get you in my bed.”

I laugh, because I know it’s true. But it doesn’t seem to matter to him the way he starts bopping his shoulders up and down as Public Enemy’s singing Fight the Power. Got his muscle-tight body moving from side to side. Got his hand cuffed down and covering his balls like he’s some gangbanger from way back, rather than the businessman-slash-mayor he really is.

He’s got the beat down pat for a white boy, like that world they’re rapping about ain’t new to him, which is odd as a motherfuck. And then he starts singing along. He’s singing along! This is a mayor? But that’s what he’s doing. He’s singing right along with Chuck D and Public Enemy:

“Elvis was a hero to most

but he didn’t mean shit to me.

A straight up racist that sucker was

Simple and plain.

Mother fuck

him

and John Wayne!

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