Good Girl Gone Wild: When Lust Turns to Passion... (Good and Wild) Read Free

Kelly was their next door neighbor, a
bubbly blonde who had taken the Foster girls under her wing when they first
moved in.
    “Nah, she’s
becoming a real stay-at-home ever since she got engaged,” Lisa grumbled, eyeing
her sister with some asperity. “At least she has an excuse, that Paul of hers
is the jealous type. At least come with me until you get your own jealous
boyfriend.”
    Christine
laughed, shaking her head. “No thanks.” Unbidden, the man in the café came to
mind, and she smiled, but with some sadness. Lisa caught the look.
    “What’s wrong?”
she asked sharply, and Christine was startled. Lisa really had an eagle eye.
    “What? Nothing!”
    “So what was
that look about?” Lisa demanded.
    “What look?”
    “Don’t act all
innocent with me, Christine Marie Foster!” Lisa admonished sternly, making
Christine grin. Lisa could get all big-sisterly when the mood took her.  “You
had that lost puppy look. Now give! Did you meet someone, and it didn’t work
out?”
    Christine
protested. “There’s no one! What are you talking about?”
    “You can be very
sneaky, Chrissy. Who knows what kind of people you hook up with online,” she
said virtuously. This made Christine laugh again, and Lisa had the grace to
look a little shame-faced. Her last boyfriend had been an online hookup, and he
was a creep. “Okay fine, but I tell you everything, so you know what’s going on
with me. You’re like an oyster.”
    “There’s just
nothing to find out, I’m not hiding anything,” Christine insisted. Technically,
the man in the café was nothing. At least outside her own head. Inside it was a
whole different ballgame.
    She wondered at
herself when Lisa finally left in a huff to meet up with her friends. She had
been unable to keep the man from the café from intruding into her thoughts. She
finally gave up and tried to analyze what it was about him that kept him stuck
like a burr to her brain.
    He was handsome,
no doubt. But she had met handsome men before, and she had emerged unscathed
and carefree. She knew nothing about him, except that he slips on tiled floors
to the consternation of harassed waitresses. She smiled at the thought, but
thinking back she doubted that he was clumsy. Up close, she could sense that he
was fit and muscular, and watching him walk away, he had an easy gait that was
almost graceful.  She wondered where he was right then, and if the red-haired
beauty was with him.
    Nick was at that
moment wondering what Christine was doing, and why he even cared. He couldn’t
get her out of his mind, and when Kate called to inveigle him into bringing her
to the newest club in town, she found him surprisingly compliant. He needed to
take his mind off the woman in the cafe.
    The club was
certainly noisy, and if the line stretching to the next block was any
indication, a ringing success. The usual large men in tight shirts held sway
over the red cordon, letting in one or two people at a time.
    “Good God, Kate,
have you seen the line?” Nick protested, hanging back.
    “Silly. I know
the owner. We’ll get in, no problem.” Kate tripped up the two steps of the
entrance, sweetly smiling at the dour doormen and mentioned the name of the
owner. After sizing her up, he conferred with an unseen person beyond the door.
Apparently, she passed muster because one of the men presently unclipped the
cord and motioned for Kate and Nick to go in. Kate turned her head to Nick in
triumph, and caught a glimpse of a young woman in a silver halter having an
animated conversation with a woman in red about four or five people down the
line.
    “Wait!” she told
the doorman holding the cord, and ran lightly down the steps, leaving a
surprised Nick to wonder what she was up to now. Kate halted in front of the
girl who caught her eye, who paused in her conversation in surprise.
    “Hi!” Kate said
brightly. “You’re Christine, right?”
    Enlightenment
dawned on Lisa’s face. “No,” she said laughingly.