Fierce Protector: Hard to Handle trilogy, Book 1 by Janine Kane Read Free Book Online Page B

checked her account on the webcam site and actually – not figuratively – fell right off her chair.
    Account Balance: $1348.50
    Picking herself up, she let the facts sink in: she had attracted, and given pleasure to hundreds of willing strangers, all without them even seeing her face. God, I must have a rockin’ body ! It gave her a warm glow which lasted for days. Fleeting concerns that she had come close to prostitution were easily dismissed; she had not actually shown anyone her private places, a quick flash of one nipple being the only exception. All of this money, she was staggered to contemplate, was the result of tantalizing, teasing and carefully leading on a group of men who paid to be seduced , not simply to watch a beautiful girl expose her body.
    It only took a couple of hours, she found herself thinking. I could do it only once or twice a week, and I wouldn’t have to wait tables, or clean up after messy, disrespectful customers, or get home at 1am after a back-breaking shift.
    After a leisurely breakfast and some careful thought, however, Eva clicked on the websites of her three favorite charities and made $450 donations to each one. She then closed the webcam site account and, in a final, cleansing act, deleted her browser history and put her webcam in the bottom drawer. “Mission accomplished,” she announced to the empty room. She had her research, and had learned that slow, smart, smiley teasing was the key to seduction.
    She wrote in her notebook in large letters, “Reel him in but make him WAIT.”
    ***
    Her afternoon reverie was broken only when Tyler’s came home two hours earlier than expected. His shift had finished early, he explained over dinner, as it was only the preliminary assessment of a residential site just outside Stockdale. The foundation hole had already been dug, and he had done the measuring and planning for his company’s role in the construction of a new family home about the same size as their own. “Couple of the guys from McMahon’s were pretty cool characters, Trish. Hope you don’t mind, but I invited one or two of them over for the Rangers game tonight. Nothing big, just maybe four of us. Sound OK?”
    “Sure, honey. Nice that you’ve met some new people.” Tyler had complained for months that his social circle, never enormous to begin with, had shrunk depressingly in the last eighteen months as more and more high school and work friends had left for San Antonio, Dallas and further afield. “You gonna do a beer run to Lowes?”
    The couple wrote up a shopping list while Eva helped clean up after lunch. “Tyler chooses nice friends, just so you’re not worried that a pickup full of drunk-ass good ol’ boys is on its way,” Trish chuckled. “One of the guys from his last construction job even had a year of college under his belt.”
    Eva whistled sarcastically. “A whole year? ”
    “Ladies, please,” interjected Tyler. “These are honest men, god-fearing and clean-shaven. Hell, one of them used to date a pastor’s daughter. It don’t get more wholesome than that.”
    “She was plenty wholesome before he dated her,” whispered Trish. “Not so much after .” This earned Trish a slapped ass – hardly her first of the afternoon, Eva noted with a shiver of guilt – and the two horsed around while Eva finished the chores.
    “Geez, get a room, why don’t ya?” she quipped.
    “Oh that ship well and truly sailed already,” said Trish, laughing. “Right honey?”
    ***
    Tyler was firing up the grill when Eva emerged from another quiet session of writing in her room. It had actually turned into a decent nap, and she felt as good as she had in months. Steaks, franks and salad seemed to be on the menu and Tyler had already popped at least one Bud Light, two cases of which crowded the fridge. Trish busied around the kitchen and living room, straightening up the place.
    “It’s not royalty that’s heading over here, you know,” Tyler called through from