Her New Boss: A Rouge Erotic Romance Read Free Page B

drunk. Zoe didn’t know anything about that, as she thought their drunken limericks quite horrendous.
    ‘Can you believe that guy actually licked his finger, pressed it to my shirt and asked me if I would like to get out of my wet clothing?’ Zoe grimaced, nodding her head toward the young man at the end of the bar. His boyish smile made him look seventeen, but his ID said he was of age to drink. The sad thing was she’d, for a brief second, considered taking him up on his cheap come-on. Pleasuring herself earlier had left her feeling a little … empty.
    ‘Oh, hey, look at that, my pager,’ Ryan said, pretending to glance at his waist. He wore his customary jeans and T-shirt, the easy style perfect for his relaxed nature. When he looked up, chin-length brown hair framed his face and he gave Zoe a lopsided grin. ‘Hand me my camera?’
    She arched a brow.
    ‘Sorry, sis, but this looks like it’s turning into a girls’ night and the last time that happened I woke up in a dress and my oestrogen levels skyrocketed.’ Ryan held out his hand. Zoe handed him the camera bag from behind the bar, unable to help laughing.
    ‘Don’t even go there,’ Kat said, looking very chic with her navy-blue-streaked bangs and matching silk voile shirt with contrasted piping along the seams. A thick band around the waist showed her trim stomach. Kat had been one of those women who looked gorgeous pregnant and who other pregnant women tended to hate because of it. ‘It was a kilt, not a dress, and it was for a Halloween party.’
    ‘The five of us bar-hopping in the middle of December does not count as a Halloween party,’ Ryan protested, slipping the strap over his shoulder.
    Zoe chuckled. ‘That’s probably why your oestrogen levels were up. It had nothing to do with us women and everything to do with being bare-assed in winter.’
    Ryan gave a dramatic shiver. ‘I wasn’t completely naked and still my balls nearly froze. I had never been so glad in my life that I didn’t listen to Megan. She told me real Scotsmen don’t wear anything under their kilts and I should do the same.’ Winking, he lifted his hand in farewell.
    ‘Tell Megs hi for us,’ Sasha said.
    ‘Tell her to call me,’ Kat added.
    ‘Will do.’ Ryan nodded once as he headed toward the door, weaving his way through the thick crowd.
    ‘Why can’t I find a guy like that?’ Sasha sighed heavily. ‘Only one that doesn’t feel like a brother.’
    Sasha wore her bobbed brown hair in two small pigtails right behind her ears. The lightweight, classic black button-down shirt had pleats along the sides, causing it to fit snugly along her waist. After gaining twenty pounds her first two years in college, Sasha had become an exercise fanatic. It showed. She looked fantastic. Split cuffs on the three-quarter-length sleeves showed off a new, small tattoo on the inside of her forearm. Whenever her sisters asked her about it, though, she’d just laugh nervously and say it was some stupid college night.
    ‘Mom would be thrilled if you did,’ Zoe teased. ‘Why don’t you bring home that college boy of yours and let us meet him and get mom off my back for once. She seems to think that I’m next in line. Though, it does occur to me that this might be why you keep switching majors. Tell the truth, do you do it so mom doesn’t pressure you to get married?’
    Sasha grinned mischievously, only to take a long drink of her beer by way of an answer.
    ‘I think dad would be happy if you just found a major and stuck with it,’ Kat said. Sasha had turned into a career college student, or at least that’s what it seemed like to her family.
    ‘Have you noticed that she’s gotten much sassier since becoming a wife and mother?’ Sasha asked Zoe. ‘A little too know-it-all?’
    ‘Don’t bring me into that one.’ Zoe lifted her hands, seeing a couple of expectant eyes looking at her from the other side of the bar. One of the men waved his hand impatiently and the