Blue Autumn in the Bayou (Gumbo Love) by Ann Clay Read Free Book Online Page B

the club to meet up with the other guys. “Girl’s night means guy’s night as well.” Trae slapped his brother on the back.
    “Man, you better get all the guy’s nights you can right now, ’cause your tail won’t be able to do anything in two weeks.”
    “And I will gladly do nothing , my brother. Me and the pretty, little woman are going to stay cooped up in that house and make love until she’s bow-legged.”
    “First of all, I can’t imagine loving so good that I’d be willing to do it with one woman forever. And secondly, be cooped up with her in the same house?” Travis replied.
    “Trust me when I tell you, when it happens to you, you’re going to understand where I’m coming from.”
    “Like hell I will. Right now all I’m interested in is which of these little honeys will have the pleasure of my company.” He walked away from his brother and headed over to the bar where several beautiful women stood sipping something from tiny red straws.
    After Travis walked away, Trae stood and watched him, and eventually he shook his head when he saw one lady light up like a Christmas tree when his brother smiled down into her face. He looked forward to the day when one woman would rule his world. He planned to have a great time giving him hell for it. Trae then strolled over to the area where their frat brothers all sat.
    “Trae! You made it man. Where’s Travis?”
    Trae raised his drink in the general direction of where Travis had started his tour. “You know Travis. He’s making some poor girl’s life miserable right about now.”
    “All I can say is that he’s going to catch hell when the right woman comes along and smack his tail ,” one of his frat brothers added.
    “If I know my brother, that’s not going to happen, ever!”
    * * * *
    Once everyone was done with a pedicure and manicure, the ladies were ready for a little partying of their own. Reggie and Denise knew the most obvious place the boys would go to if they were hanging out that night, and they wanted to make sure they didn’t go there. “I hope we’re not going to the French Quarter,” Erica complained.
    “No, we’re not going to the Quarter. Too many tourists hang out there. We’re hanging out someplace else. Let ’s do this.” They all grabbed their bags, dolled up with flawlessly applied eyeliner and lipstick, and perfectly painted toes and fingers, and headed for Reggie’s SUV.
    All eyes turned to the entrance the moment they stepped into the club. Five beautiful women dressed to make even women turn their heads. “Can I buy you ladies a drink?” an older, handsome man offered. He was tall, fit, and well dressed. Of course Mona perked up really fast. He was right up her alley, all the things she looked for in a man.
    Truth be told, the only reason Mona dealt with older men was because it was the only way she’d ever been able to get the things she wanted. She owned her own business, a venture she ’d purchased just before she’d moved to Lockport. She managed to get it started with the help of a man she’d dated for little over a year. Mona often complained that younger men didn’t have a clue. “All they want to do is play you, screw you, and take what little you might have. I don’t have time for that bull,” she told anyone who bothered to listen.
    “Honey, we will gladly take your drink.” Mona walked over to the man and slipped her arm into his.
    “Ah, no thank you. That’s awfully sweet of you, but we’ll pass.” Autumn and Reggie both grabbed at Mona. “Come on Missy, let’s go. We can buy our own drinks, thank you.”

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
    CHAPTER 6
     
     
    Autumn’s feet hurt like hell. She and her friends must have dance d to every song the DJ played. She groaned when she looked down and saw the purple line drawn across both of her feet. The cute sandals were not so cute right now. After a long look at her poor feet, she vowed to pitch them in the first trashcan she saw. Frowning down