Magic of Three by Jenna Castille Read Free Book Online

for the fact that her reaction was completely inappropriate, she’d say that fact made her feel jealous. Still he continued speaking to the other man. “These people have done everything they could to accommodate your requests, outrageous or otherwise. You’ve done nothing but make life miserable for them and everyone else sitting close enough to hear your incessant whining. If anything, you owe us an apology.”
     
    At the man’s words the irate patron puffed up, stammering, and started to stand. Lisa stepped forward, intent on stopping things before the bashing, shoving and hitting started. She could stop this pompous little man. But if a physical fight started, no way would she be able to restrain her dark supporter. When it came to blows he had the look of a man who would strike first and strike hard and put his opponent down. She didn’t need any lawsuits or more property damage to top off her wonderful wreckage-filled day.
     
    Before she could act another man stepped forward and placed a soothing, if firm, hand on the red-faced patron’s shoulder.
     
    The hairs on Lisa’s arms stood on end. She felt—something. Something calming focused around this new man and pouring outward. Suddenly the patron’s tight, angry expression melted and calmed, turning peaceful. He dropped back down into his chair without a word, sipping on his mineral water and reaching for another baguette.
     
    Lisa stared in amazement as the belligerent customer abandoned his complaints and started eating. Un - fucking - believable . She smiled up at the third man but her smile quickly faded. Her skin chilled then blazed as blood retreated then surged into her cheeks.
     
    That golden halo of hair. That sin-filled smile. That hard, lithe body barely disguised by the well-made suit. Hormones pumped through her already charged body, her nipples peaking and her panties dampening. The mouthwatering pussy-drenching stripper from the night before grinned down at her, merriment and knowledge dancing in his eyes as they roved her conservative gray suit pants and white button-down blouse. Images of his nearly nude body writhing against her own echoed through her mind. Her mouth went from watering to sandy-desert dry.
     
    Maybe he doesn ’ t recognize me . Please don ’ t let him recognize me .
     
    A devilish smile curved his pouty lips and he inclined his head with a conspiratorial wink. No such luck. Maybe a hole would open up and she could leap for it.
     
    Best jump in and get things over with . Hopefully he ’ ll keep the meeting professional as well . I mean , this can ’ t be comfortable for him either .
     
    “Thank you, gentlemen, for your assistance. I think I have everything under control now.” She smiled and gestured to their empty table.
     
    “I believe we’re being dismissed, Julian,” her blond tormentor said, eyes dancing.
     
    Okay, playful she could handle. Playful hunk was a joy to handle compared to bitchy fat man. She gave a pointed glance at the two plates of barely touched food and half-filled wineglasses. “No, I’m simply implying that you might want to continue with your own meals.”
     
    Tall, dark and handsome chuckled behind her, the rough sound rubbing and soothing her frazzled nerves. “You’re right, Tim. We’re definitely being dismissed. At least she does it pleasantly. Very nice manners.”
     
    Her skin heated more under the men’s amused stares. Her face felt so hot she wondered if spontaneous combustion wasn’t just an urban legend. Still, she did appreciate their help. She couldn’t be rude, especially considering they were paying customers. She didn’t know how they’d done it but they had diffused the situation without yelling, bribery or violence. Somehow they’d calmed the other man down in a way she couldn’t.
     
    She turned and ushered them to their empty seats. The two men shared a steamy look before following. Lisa gave a mental shake. So much for ogling. It looked like they