Glamour Girl (West Coast Girlz: Book Two) Read Free

that he was years younger than Gavin, he was most likely an opportunist. She wondered what the odds were that she’d end up paying for dinner.
    Oh well, at least she didn’t have to worry about it turning into a nightmare of a date. Unlikely with a gay guy—a hot gay guy nonetheless, but still gay.
    Once he was belted into his seat, he started the engine and shifted the car into gear. He glanced over his shoulder and laid his arm along the back of her seat, gently brushing against her shoulder. A flutter of chills spread over her as he guided the Jeep out of the parking space.
    Get a grip , she coached herself. It wasn’t like this guy was going to scratch her itch if she developed the hots for him. “So is this restaurant far?”
    “Not too.” He maneuvered the car out into the light traffic. “But you know, it matters little how far you have to drive if the food is good when you get there.”
    They traveled mostly in silence for about ten minutes until they came upon a rustic building with a packed parking lot, sitting majestically along the tree lined road. The sign out front proclaimed it to be the Foothills Steak and Seafood House .
    They walked together toward the entrance and once they reached it, Jase opened the door and waited for her to go inside first.
    The entryway was crowded, and Jase stopped her near the door. “Wait for me here and I’ll see if I can get us a table.”
    He strolled toward the maitre d’ podium, and Rosanna couldn’t help enjoying the view. He made those blue jeans he was wearing look damn good. This guy should be a model with his well-defined body, handsome good looks, and sun-kissed blond hair.
    He chatted with a couple of the employees and then made his way back to Rosanna’s side.
    “Any luck?” she asked. “Or is the wait too long?”
    “Five minutes.”
    “Five minutes?”
    “I guess the name Gavin Elliot carries a lot of weight around here,” he said with an innocent shrug.
    “Maybe his brother should cut him some slack.” She wanted Jase to know she was on their side, not Gavin’s brother’s.
    The maitre d’ approached them. “Jase, we’re ready for you.” With a nod, he coaxed them to follow.
    “That was quick.” Jase gave Rosanna a wink and moved in line behind the maitre d’.
    They followed him to a secluded table in the back. Jase waited until Rosanna had been seated before he took his chair.
    Rosanna looked at the leather-bound menu on the table in front of her. Normally, she wouldn’t want to be involved with the obvious family drama going on between Gavin and his brother, but she could sympathize with Gavin’s plight. She knew what it was like to be backed into a corner. Her family had tried to do the same with her ten years ago when she started college.
    To say her parents—well, mostly her father—weren’t happy when she chose to major in photography was an understatement. He’d wanted her to go to law school, just like he, his siblings, and his nephew had done. Rosanna wasn’t much for confrontations though, which is why she walked out on so many dates that weren’t progressing smoothly. She hated to argue. That was more her friend Casey’s department. Casey, being an attorney, loved to argue and Rosanna was happy to leave it to her.
    Thankfully, Rosanna’s mother came around and took her side, which eventually made Rosanna’s father cave—about the time she graduated from college. But as far as Rosanna could see, Gavin didn’t have a family member on his side. He appeared to be alone in the fight. And that settled it, Rosanna would be his champion.
    She’d start by making nice with Jase. “You seem to be familiar with the establishment.” She rested her hands on top of the menu. “What do you suggest?”
    “What’s your favorite seafood?”
    “Lobster.”
    “And your favorite steak?”
    “Filet Mignon.”
    “Well...” He smiled. “That leaves you with one option. You definitely want the surf and turf with your favorite