Shifting Michelle's Boundaries (Siren Publishing Ménage and More) by Kelsey Blue Read Free Book Online Page B

juice, then discussed the job while they waited for their food. Once it arrived they switched to men.
    “So,” Alison said, her fingers tapping on the rim of her glass. “E-mailed him yet?”
    Michelle colored. “What’s makes you think I want to e-mail him?”
    “Oh, please. A guy rocks your world and you don’t even consider it? Pfft.”
    “Okay, so I thought about it. It’d be interesting to see what he’s like outside of the bedroom.”
    “You mean clothed? Where’s the fun in that?”
    Michelle snorted. “Cut it out, you.”
    “So e-mail him, then.” Alison shrugged and stabbed at her sandwich with its own toothpick. “Just say something like, uh, you had a great time, and you’re wondering if he’s interested in seeing a movie.” She grinned. “If that doesn’t work send him a picture of your tits and get ready for round two.”
    “Ally!” Michelle glanced around, her blush darkening. “Jeez, I can’t take you anywhere.”
    “Someone who spent last night in a hotel room with a strange man can no longer play the innocent routine, Michelle.” Alison winked. “Now e-mail him and see if he has a friend.”
     
    * * * *
     
    Craig stared at his e-mail inbox for a whole ten minutes before finally starting to type.
     
    Hey, Michelle, it’s Craig. Fancy another night of hard sex?
     
    He smirked and deleted the words. “Something a little less upfront.”
     
    Michelle, it’s Craig. Coffee sometime?
     
    Delete. “Too abrupt.”
     
    Hey, Michelle, it’s that guy from last night. How about we go somewhere, or do something, or go back in time and kill Hitler?
     
    “You really suck at this, don’t you?” Jack said from across the room.
    Damn shifter eyesight. Craig hastily deleted again. “Tell me about it. I mean, I know nothing about her other than she likes wine and occasionally sleeping with strangers.”
    “Heh, that could describe me, too. I take your point.” Jack rose from his recliner and padded across the lounge to where Craig was sitting on the couch. “Just make it simple and friendly, with no pressure. You had a good time, you want to meet again and see a movie or something, but it’s no big deal if she doesn’t want to. Something like that.”
    “I guess.” Craig tapped his nails on the plastic of the laptop. “Okay, how about this. ‘Hey Michelle, it’s Craig. I had a great time last night and would like the chance to get to know you better. How about a movie some time?’”
    “It’d work for me.” Jack batted his eyelashes. “I’d be putty in your manly wanly arms, you stwong man, you.”
    “Don’t make me get the spray bottle, cat.”
    Jack laughed and wandered off to the kitchen. “Drink?”
    “Water, thanks.”
    Craig hit send on the e-mail and stared at the empty inbox. Would she reply? If she did, what would she say? He growled out of frustration and stood. He was not built for angst. If she replied, great. If not, he’d move on.
    Jack was standing by the back window when Craig walked in, and nodded to a glass on the table before turning back to the view.
    “How’s the weather?” Craig asked.
    Jack turned, an eyebrow raised. “You can’t smell it? Dogs are lousier than I thought.”
    “I’m making conversation, dumb ass.”
    He laughed. “Oh. In that case, the weather is terrible. Pouring down.”
    “Yeah, right.” Craig could smell the air. Dry, breezy, warm. “So, about this promotion.”
    “What about it?”
    “Would you take it?”
    Jack shrugged, then nodded. “Yeah. I’m not one for added responsibility, but I’d make the effort. Why?”
    “Well, it’s a two-person thing. If you weren’t interested, I wouldn’t be either.”
    “I’m touched.” Jack smirked as he headed to the table and grabbed his coffee. “What about you?”
    “Hell yeah I’d take it.” Craig grinned back. “The pack is our family. Any opportunity to help it is one I’ll take.”
    Tate had taken him in shortly after Craig had been turned, and Craig