Love Discovered in New York (The Washington Triplets) Read Free Page B

popped up out of nowhere, shouting at Colton, pulling at his arm.
    “Dammit, Mya! We need your help!” Nicks interrupted from behind me, startling me.
    Prepared to tell him to give me a minute, I looked over my shoulder to find my panicked boss. His wide eyes and terrified expression made my stomach sink.
    “I have to go,” Colton and I said simultaneously.
    “Add a tip to my bill,” Colton called out to me as he was pulled backward toward the exit. “I’ll come back for the receipt.”
    I didn’t respond as I whipped around and ran to the back of the bar, toward Nicks.
    “What’s wrong? What happened?” I asked looking around frantically.
    “Jillian needs a tampon,” Nicks answered, his hands twisted in his shaggy hair in sheer panic.
    “What the hell, Nicks?!” I yelled, pushing his shoulder as I made my way to the employee break room to check my locker for tampons.
    Magic was happening with Colton Davis. Sexy, chemistry-filled, sexually compatible, get-me-out-of-my-months-long-sexual-drought magic was happening, I thought as I grabbed a tampon from my locker. And I was just cock-blocked…for a tampon!

To: Mya Washington; Mikaela Washington
    From: Marisa Washington
    FWD: RE: Wedding
     
    I think we should go back girls? Let’s arrange a time to discuss?
     
    Love,
    Your big sis.
     
    LEANING AGAINST KELSEY’S WINDOW FRIDAY night, I read Marisa’s email. I started to respond when Kelsey burst out of her room. Closing the email application, I locked my phone and turned toward my best friend.
    “Whoa,” I said with my eyes wide. “You look awesome!”
    “Right?” Kelsey said as she spun around in a circle, showing off her skin-tight green dress against her dark brown skin. “I had to change when you walked in here looking like a sex kitten.”
    I laughed at her mention of my sexy, backless dress. The black dress had a sweetheart neckline that accentuated my small waistline and showed off my cleavage. But the exposed back was my favorite part of the dress. “You were with me when I bought this!”
    “It didn’t look like that on the mannequin,” Kelsey pointed out, grabbing her clutch. “Now let’s find us some man candy for tonight. I’m so excited to fix you up.”
    Shaking my head, I grabbed my clutch and headed to the front door. “You are not going to fix me up!”
    “Yeah, yeah, yeah… chemistry, magic, blah, blah, blah.” Kelsey rolled her eyes as we made our way down in the elevator. “But I want to fix you up with someone. You promised!”
    “No, I didn’t! And I’m so over men right now,” I sighed, looking down at my sexy four inch heels.
    “You’ve been in a ‘I’m boycotting dating because men suck’ funk for the last six months. And since your dad’s wedding invitation, you’ve been unusually cynical about dating.”
    I forced a laugh. “Just because I don’t want you to hook me up doesn’t mean I’m boycotting dating or that all men suck. Although,” I reasoned in a knowing tone, “my dad marrying his whore definitely puts things into perspective.” I paused for a second before continuing, “Anyway, don’t change the subject! I don’t remember telling you that you could fix me up!”
    “Remember when I wanted to hook you up with Sean’s friend and you said you were good with your arrangement with Graham? Well, you said after Graham, I could fix you up.” She bounced up and down, poking me in my side as she yelled. “I promise I’ll pick someone good. I promise! Sometimes all the chemistry you need is a hard body and a hard di—”
    I laughed as Kelsey’s words stopped short when the elevator doors opened and an old woman stood looking shocked. The disapproving look she gave us could’ve been due to Kelsey’s loud mouth or our sexy outfits. Either way, once we left the building, I gave Kelsey shit about it for the next five straight minutes. As we walked and joked with one another, I was able to push away all lingering thoughts of Marisa’s email