Spanish Fly Guy by Jordan Castillo Price

Author:Jordan Castillo Price
Language: eng
Format: mobi, pdf
Tags: M/M Suspense, Source: Amazon
ISBN: 9781935540045
Publisher: JCP Books
Published: 2010-02-13T00:00:00+00:00

FIVE

JP locked up the old trailer, crept to his car, and cruised down to the beach with a trunk full of Spanish Fly and a stomach full of butterflies. He didn’t get nervous. He wasn’t wired that way. But the thought of seeing Ryan again and figuring out how to coax him away from his post left JP squirming in his seat. JP attempted to tell himself that Ryan was just another one of those big-eyed, soft-voiced southern boys. Not exactly a dime a dozen, but not on par with PT Barnum’s Feejee Mermaid, either.

It didn’t work. He knew himself pretty well, and while he might have been mildly interested in knowing he was going somewhere a sweet young anonymous thing might be, or even better, the Feejee Mermaid, JP felt like someone had pumped his veins full of helium at the thought of seeing Ryan again to make good on his debt.

He pulled up in front of the store, tucked his USB drive into his pocket, swaggered through the front door….

And stopped short at the sight of the cougar behind the counter. She was stick thin like she’d never once enjoyed a good burger or a piece of saltwater taffy, and her blonde-streaked hair was casually tousled in a haircut that JP would price at anywhere from fifty to a hundred and fifty dollars, depending on the local economy. She looked up in annoyance from the register, but her flinty eyes softened as she took in JP. Slowly. From the top of his head to the tips of his toes. “What can I do for you?” she purred.

“Well, hello there.” He somehow managed to drop his voice and add a respectable “you’re so sexy” lilt to his greeting without transmitting the depth of his disappointment. “Say, I wonder if you can tell me when your employee will be in next?”

The woman’s gaze began to harden. JP course-corrected. “What was his name? Bryan? He gave me the name of a website but I forgot the address.”

She’d relaxed noticeably when JP fudged Ryan’s name, but she still had a look in her eye that suggested JP might not have been quite as slick as he’d hoped. “I can’t imagine where you’d check it around here anyway. No Internet connections.”

JP let his gaze linger at her cleavage, then lifted them to meet her eyes, casually, so she didn’t see he was kicking himself for being so sloppy. She smiled when he met her eyes. One predator to another. “How about that? Glad I’m staying in Wilmington.”

“He’ll be in later.” She glanced at the clock, and didn’t bother to correct Ryan’s name, or to give JP an exact time. “I sent him out so I can do inventory.”

JP wondered if she would well and truly spot the three sheets of missing labels. Or four. And how he could make it up to Ryan…and that particular train of thought made the helium-veined feeling start up again. “I don’t suppose you have his cell number.”

“I don’t suppose he has one.

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