Coletrane by Rie Warren Read Free Book Online

was white and frilly, and it barely covered the tops of her curvaceous thighs. Long, toned legs ended in sweet little thong sandals, and her pretty toenails were painted outrageous red. The silky-looking top clung loosely to her. It had some kind of netting all down the back, which made it pretty fucking apparent she wasn’t doing the bra thing.
    And then her nipples popped up when a cold blast from the A/C hit her.
    Fucking A.
    My lips thin, my shoulders tight, I filled Sin’s, JB’s, and Sadie’s drinks order while Sadie waited barside. She delivered them to her best buds, and I watched Sin suck and swallow and lick her lips as the beverage slid down her throat.
    She’d probably never swallowed come in her life.
    I wouldn’t mind breaking that streak.
    But I was too busy ignoring her.
    Riiiight .
    She, on the other hand, had no problem paying no attention to me whatsoever.
    When the inevitable rush of guys began hitting on her, she started flirting. Her lips curved—once again shiny, red, and bold—and I almost crushed the glass I was polishing. The dude who’d gained her attention looked like he’d just won the lottery. He was gonna win my fist in his face if he placed hands on her.
    I’d underestimated Sin though. She managed the polite and friendly—the come hither but not too close—effortlessly. She’d clearly been hit on a million times before by unsavory dudes, and she knew how to deal with them.
    And that begged the question: what the fuck was she doing on my turf again?
    About the time she racked up the pool balls, I imagined her flashing her fine ass to all and sundry. Fights would break out. Me? I’d probably be the prime suspect.
    Her eyes slid to me.
    Gotcha.
    I vaulted over the bar, waded through the throng, and grabbed the cue stick before she could take aim and break.
    “I don’t think you wanna do that.”
    “Why not?” Her eyes flashed up at me.
    “Because you got a slavering pack of male animals waiting for a glimpse of your ass. And I’m not in the mood to share.”
    “Who the hell said I was yours to share?”
    “I did.” A wicked smile curved my lips as I egged her on. “PS. It’s no surprise you’re gonna protest, go all catty on me. I don’t care.”
    “You arrogant asshole,” Sin hissed.
    Placing the pool stick back in the stand, I stared her down. “That all you got?”
    She hauled back and slapped me across the face.
    Her fire lit to rip-roaring rage, she stomped on my foot for good measure, too.
    I rubbed my cheek. “Anything else to get out of your system, precious?”
    “You’re a controlling dick,” she all but spat at me.
    “Yup.”
    “I do not like you.”
    “Then why are you here again?” I asked. “Why’d you show up at Inksanity?” Bending forward, I whispered, “Why’d you agree to let me pierce your pretty nipples?”
    “You . . . just . . .” Spluttering to a halt, she whipped her head back. “Fuck off.”
    “ Ooh . Mommy and Daddy know you cuss like that?”
    Meanwhile, all the nosy bastards got a good show. Pool, darts, drinks forgotten as they leaned forward and hung on every hushed word we slung at each other.
    “I know a lot more curse words than that. Stop treating me like a little girl. I’m a grown woman.”
    I looked her over. That she was. A Grade A woman at that. I took Sin’s hand into mine and tugged her to me. “Let me get you a drink, and maybe we can dial it down? Before we set off more sparks.”
    That would be good. Talking. Anything that didn’t involve her flashing her ass to the entire MC.
    Sin curled her fingers around mine, stepping down. “I could do with a drink.”
    I settled her at a table and retrieved a whiskey for her, a beer for me.
    Of fucking course I screwed everything up as soon as I sat down and opened my big dumb mouth. “Life on Easy Street too boring for you?”
    Sinclair didn’t even take a sip. She charged straight up off her chair. “You absolute bastard! I don’t even know why I let