Love Revolution (Black Cat Records Shakespeare Inspired trilogy) by Michelle Mankin Read Free Book Online

with that guy when all she gave him was grief?
    The bistro style table wobbled as Chris set the bottles on it with too much force. He sat and watched Sara and Keith, absently twisting on the leather cord around his neck. The bastard was flirting with her. Even worse, she looked like she was enjoying it. He started to get a sour feeling in the pit of his stomach. He’d never been a possessive guy, not even with Andrea, and they’d been married almost two years. Hearing Sara laugh at something Keith said, his eyes narrowed. She had his insides all twisted up in knots. He realized to his chagrin that he was jealous.
    When Keith tried to place his hand on the small of her back, Sara took a step forward out of his reach. She followed that move with a look that said back off.
    Better , thought Chris.
    “I hear you’ll be singing some lead vocals,” Danny said to Sara. “I like that plan,” his lips curved, “a lot.”
    Sara didn’t return Danny’s smarmy smile. Rarely had the man’s gaze risen above her chest level. Unlike Keith, he was nondescript and not at all charming. He made her flesh crawl.
    “Why don’t you girls join us for a game of pool?” JR asked. Noticing Chris’ obvious interest in the older sister, he thought he’d help a brother out. “We can split into teams. Twenty bucks a pocket, and the loser picks up the bar tab.”
    “Sure,” Sara quickly agreed. “That sounds fun.”
    “Great. You can pick one team, Sara. I’ll pick the other.”
    “You don’t know what you’re getting into,” Sam said, pulling on JR’s sleeve. “Sara’s really competitive, and she’s pretty good at pool.”
    JR raised his eyebrows.
    Sara shrugged noncommittally.
    “Then it’s probably only fair if I get to choose first.” JR crooked his finger at Samantha.
    Sara smiled at his choice. Though she loved her sister, the girl sucked at pool. She looked at her remaining options. Keith winked at her. The guy was obviously a big flirt. She called him over.
    Chris frowned.
    Then JR tabbed Danny next. Sara sighed. That left Chris with her. At least the major creepster was on the other team.
    Chris flashed his lady-killer smile as he walked over. “We’re gonna roast these suckers.” He gave Keith a high five.
    “You’re lucky I was still left,” Chris told her in a sultry voice with his lips close to her ear. “I’m really good.”
    His warm breath stirred the fine hairs on the back of her neck. An involuntary shiver went down her spine. She swallowed. Yeah I bet you are .
     “How are you at pool, baby?” JR asked, grabbing Sam by the waist and pulling her back into his arms.
    “Not very good.”
     He kissed the top of her head. “No worries,” he whispered so only she could hear. “I don’t care if we win or lose as long as you’re standing here with me like this.”
    Keith threw an arm around Sara’s shoulder. “Hey where’s the kiss from our team leader?”
    Chris shot her a speculative glance.
    “Um, no,” she said, lifting Keith’s arm off her shoulder like it was a vine of poison ivy. “You wish.”
    “Hey, it was worth a try,” Keith said with an easy smile.
    Good , Chris smirked as he racked up the balls. He wasn’t the only one who got the ice treatment from her.

A couple of hours and a few pool games later, Sara had a huge smile on her face. “Chris Alex, pretty good?” She laughed, giving him a wide eyed look. “You’re a pool shark.” After years on the road with nothing better to do, she’d gotten pretty good herself, but he was better. It hadn’t even been close. She wondered why JR hadn’t picked him.
    “I’d gladly give you a couple of pointers, Sara.” Chris cocked a brow. “Free of charge.”
    “In your dreams, old man. You can keep your… pointers to yourself,” she jibed.
    Watching them, JR signed the credit card bill for the bar tab. Sara had verbally sparred with Chris throughout the evening. That is, when she hadn’t been openly flirting with Keith,