Dom Wars - Round Four by Lucian Bane Read Free Book Online

with the blonde chick pretending to have an orgasm at the table?"
    A tall blonde stopped at our table. "Hi, my name is Sherry and I'll be your server today. Are you ready to order?" She set small glasses of ice water in front of each of us.
    " Harry Met Sally." Steve whispered. He smiled up at the waitress standing with her pad and pen poised. "I'll have the country steak basket," he said in his graceful baritone, "the country vegetables for a side and the texas toast. And an ice cold glass of tea if you have it?"
    He winked and she smiled while writing. "Got you covered big guy." She turned to Tara. "What about you, darlin'?"
    " Um, I'll take the house special."
    " Veggies or salad."
    " Salad."
    " Dressing?"
    " Uhhh, naked."
    She rry the server eyed her doubtfully and waited for clarification.
    " No dressing. And a cola, whichever kind you have."
    " Naked?" I leaned toward Tara and whispered too loud. "Can I have you naked later?"
    Shame flushed her cheeks and she cleared her throat. "What are you having?"
    I sat back and looked at the waitress. "I'd like the old-fashioned Coney. The one with the… foot long weiner ?" I winked at Tara and gave a naughty low chuckle before biting my lower lip in hunger. I scoped the diner, relieved to find no kids. Thank God. I finally met Tara's pointedly annoyed gaze.
    " What?" I leaned in with my arms on the table. "It's not my fault you're so goddamn sexy, love." I kept my voice to a normal conversational volume and hoped no one was offended too badly.
    " Shhhhhhhhhh. What are you doing?"
    I pretended confusion. "Paying you a compliment?"
    " Well…shhh."
    I leaned in closer with a secret smile. "You know… she had nothing on you baby."
    She gave me a worried look for several seconds. "Why are you acting weird?"
    Again I raised my hands and sat back. "Just saying. That girl in that movie?" When she only stared at me in discomfort, I whispered loudly, "You know… the one that…" I closed my eyes and began doing my version of that woman's orgasm, just loud enough to be heard by several tables.
    She beat on my arm. "Lucian! Stop it!"
    " What? I know that was a lousy impersonation, and she seriously has nothing on you love."
    Tara look ed around now.
    " I mean baby, when you rode me earlier? You were like," I made the soft moaning sounds she always did, starting slow.
    " Stop it! Fucking stop!" she hissed. "Oh my God."
    " And then you do that sharp cry." I did several of them, nice and loud. "And God, then you move into over-drive."
    She got up and hurried out in the middle of my strangled erotic yodel. "What?" I called after her. "Am I doing it wrong?" I got up and followed her out, so fucking glad that was over with.
    I followed her to the car to finish the unwritten make it authentic part of the assignment. Biggest challenge yet. "What is your problem? I'm just having a little fun. You said I was being broody!"
    She spun on me at the car. "Fun?! Are you fucking serious?" She covered her face with her hands and I couldn't keep from grinning.
    " But that's how you sound. I think it's beautiful, nothing to be ashamed of." I pulled her into my arms and she shoved away. "Well, I'm not sorry if that's what you want me to be." I pointed at the diner in my defense. "I just made good memories in there. You should be… thanking me sweetheart."
    " Good memories?" She choked on incredulity, seeming clueless to my antics. "If you ever do that again! Oh my God." She rolled her eyes and shook her head.
    " Fine. No more having fun with Miss T-Rex Tara."
    She eyed me in anger.
    "Miss Bossy Pants."
    She put a h and on her hip and cocked it.
    I smiled and stepped close to her, looking down into her frigid gaze. "Or….Mrs…. Tara… Bane?"
    Her anger came crashing down and a fear so thick, it nearly choked me, followed hard on its heels. She shoved out of my arms. "Stop being stupid."
    ***
    The next text hit not five minutes after we left the diner. I knocked on the window. "Stop at that station." I