Gina's Private Police Force [Men of Montana 3] (Siren Publishing Menage Amour) Read Free

woman, Connor bid Brian a quick good-bye before disconnecting the call.
    Jared looked over at Connor, confusion covering his chiseled features. “How could she have not told anyone? Do you think Glen knows?”
    Throwing the vehicle in gear, Connor pulled a U-turn in the middle of the residential street. “Only one way to find out.”
    Pulling up to the single empty parking spot in front of the diner, Connor cut the engine and the two men climbed out. On a mission, the pedestrians on the sidewalk seemed to sense the urgency in Jared and Connor’s statures and moved out of their way. Jared, seeming to take the lead, pushed the glass door to the diner open with a little more force than necessary, drawing the patrons’ gazes from all the tables when the bells tied to the door tinkled loudly. Silverware stopped clinking against the plates, and glasses and mugs were set down with a bit of force as everyone wondered what was going on.
    The single waitress stopped pouring coffee to turn and see who had captured the attention of all the occupants of the diner. Connor could have sworn he saw her sneer at them, before she smiled and sashayed over to the overwhelming duo.
    Her platinum-blonde hair was pulled back in a ponytail, trailing down her back to her waist, right above her nonexistent bottom. She had more of boyish figure, a bit of hips and drawn-in waist, but in the pink waitress’s uniform, you couldn’t make out much of womanly curves. Her breasts couldn’t have been much more than palm full if even that. Connor had watched the girl grow up and knew what she looked like in street clothes, and there wasn’t much to her, which was why she never caught his attention before.
    “What can I get you boys?” she asked with a bit of sass as she came to a stop before them. Leaning in closer, she whispered, “The one you have been falling all over has left. You frightened her away and left me with running this floor myself. I hope you’re happy.”
    Yup. It was a sneer. Tanya was not quite twenty-one but she had been after him for several years, insisting she was in love with him. Once he started paying attention to Gina, the young woman had become hostile with him. On more than one occasion he had worn coffee home on his uniform, an accident of course. One morning, he came in and automatically sat in Gina’s section. She had been late for work and Tanya had brought him his usual breakfast of eggs, extra bacon, hash browns, and pancakes. As she set the syrup down, she accidently spilled it on his lap. She tried to help him clean it up by running her cleaning rag across his crotch, pushing down on his cock painfully. He had to walk across the street to the station with a big sticky brownish stain on his crotch along with whatever bits of food had been in the rag. Thankfully he kept a clean uniform in his office closet. He still got ribbings from everyone in the office over that one.
    Nerves running high at the moment, Connor wasn’t going to take another bit of grief from Tanya. Nodding at Jared to handle Glen, Connor wrapped his hand around Tanya’s wrist harshly and pulled her out the door, letting the item shut loudly, the hanging bells ringing wildly. Connor shoved the brat against the wall separating the diner and the fabric store to the dismay of many women trying to get into the latter’s door for they had to move around them. Connor leaned down close to Tanya’s left ear as fear finally absorbed itself into her brain. “Listen, brat! I have had enough of you disrespecting me. I have been nothing but nice to you. I have looked the other way when you have been at parties you are too young for. I have taken care of the tickets you have amassed from driving without a license. I didn’t do that because I was interested in you. I did it out of friendship. If you continue to treat me the way you have been, I will not be so generous in the future. Is that understood, Tanya?”
    The woman’s dark blue eyes flashed her