Banshee Seduction (Montgomery's Sin Book 1) by Diane Saxon Read Free Book Online Page A

consider his nasal voice enough to grab her attention.
    Ginny’s normally sweet, patient humor faded in the light of his discourteous manner, and women’s voices jangled a warning in her head. She tried to control her feelings. After all, it wasn’t the little guy’s fault she’d had a bad experience the night before. She’d barely slept because thoughts of a sexy, hot giant had filled her mind and coiled through her dreams.
    She plastered on her most gracious smile, the one she reserved for impolite visitors. “Yes, sir. How may I help you?”
    “I need a book.” He gave an irritating snuffle.
    “Indeed.” Fuckwit. Where on earth did that thought come from? Shocked at her own bad temper and the appalling language coming from within, she smiled even wider. She hoped the invasive voices in her mind would be quashed as she waited for the man to continue.
    “Well?”
    The aggressive man placed his hands on the counter and stared with piggy eyes through the thick lenses of his glasses, his eyebrows raised in keen expectation.
    Concerned she’d missed something, she leaned closer to the counter and pushed her glasses farther up the bridge of her nose to squint at him through her own thick lenses. “I’m sorry, sir, I thought you said you needed a book.”
    His sour breath made her move back again. “I do.” He reeled in his face so his chin almost touched his neck, except for the saggy folds of skin in between. “Where is it?”
    Confusion beset her. With absolutely no idea of what he wanted, she squinted even harder at him. “Where is what?”
    “My book.” He looked so offended.
    “Your book?” None the wiser, she blinked at him in the hope he would supply her with something more informative, such as the missing information.
    “Yes. I had a text to say my book was ready to pick up. So here I am.”
    “Ah.” Enlightenment dawned. She pulled in a deep, calming breath. The little man simply didn’t understand. “Perhaps if you tell me your name?”
    “Don’t you know it? You just sent me a text.”
    Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in…
    “No, sir, I’m afraid I don’t know your name. Texts are automated. They’re sent out from the computerized system as the book comes in.” She tried to be patient, she really did, but it had been a bad night and a long morning, and her tolerance was wearing thin. Not helped by the tight-mouthed fool blinking myopically at her as though he waited for her to finish her explanation. She really was done with it, but he obviously expected more.
    “There were probably around three hundred texts sent out this morning, sir.”
    “He’s a dick.”
    “He’s a moron.”
    “He’s a moronic dick.”
    She slapped herself on the forehead to stop the unwanted voices making rude comments. Really, it wasn’t like her at all to react to someone with such viciousness. Awkward customers were not unusual. She was careful to keep her emotions under control. Normally her inner bitches kept quiet unless really riled, but she was still overwrought from the events of the previous evening, and the man in front of her seemed determined to rub her the wrong way. She just hoped her spiritual sisters didn’t express themselves through her mouth. She tightened her lips to ensure nothing bad escaped them as she waited for his reply.
    His pursed mouth barely moved. “Well, there’s no need to be rude.”
    Surprise widened her eyes, and she hoped he hadn’t been privy to her thoughts. “I apologize.”
    The voices in her head wailed, desperate to escape and show their support, but she battened them down as he gave her a penetrating glower, as though he expected something more from her. Uncomfortable with the intensity in his eyes, Ginny tried to avoid his glare.
    He tapped his fingers and pinned her with a direct stare, his thick black brows pulled down over his slitted eyes. “What are you waiting for?”
    His unbelievable impoliteness startled her. She clenched her teeth and tried