INTERLUDE by D. Kelly
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About INTERLUDE
Jordan Weston is good-looking, mysterious, and sexually uninhibited, but his life is more like the name of his bar―Just an Illusion. His cousins are the bad boys of Bastards and Dangerous, but their fame hasn’t made everything rainbows and sunshine for him. He’s haunted, flawed, and the sole survivor of a homicide that wiped out his immediate family.
Allie Baker, the most recent hire at the bar, can see through Jordan’s façade. She knows he’s everything she doesn’t need, but she’s beginning to crave his cocky attitude and the way he looks at her. The more she tries to stay away from him, the more she wants to get to know him.
Jordan knows falling for an employee is a bad idea, but Allie pushes buttons he never realized he had. Even though Allie desperately needs her job, she soon decides being with Jordan is more important. Will they be able to compromise, or will she let her chance at love pass her by for the sake of a paycheck?
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“You’re
just a big ol’ loveable ball of fur, aren’t you? Why did your
daddy name you Fat Bastard? That’s just mean.”
“Because
that’s what he is to most people.”
I
jump and grab the cat, who isn’t pleased I disturbed his resting
place. “Jesus, Jordan! You scared the crap out of me.”
He leans back against the wall, a grin kicking up at the corner of
his mouth. Jordan seems tired but also quite amused. “Sorry, I
didn’t expect anyone to be in my house. And I definitely didn’t
expect to see my ornery cat curled up in your lap. Did you cast a
spell on him?”
“He’s
really that bad? I thought Sasha was exaggerating. All I did was feed
him, give him water, and talk to him.”
Jordan
takes a seat next to me, and I swear the temperature in here just
rose about ten degrees. What is it about him that affects me like
this? He’s not my type at all. Then again, my type hasn’t worked
out so well for me either.
“Fat
Bastard earned his name all by himself. Maybe you should have been
the one to find him instead of me. I’ve never seen him take to
someone like this, except with kids, but kids are pretty special in
their own right, so I figured that was probably normal.”
Oh
my God, he likes kids.
I’m
not sure how to reply because I’m still stuck on the kid thing, but
I get a reprieve when my phone rings. Jordan passes it to me and
accidentally hits the speaker button.
“Hello?
Allie … Christ, Allie, it’s about time! Are you finally going to
talk to me?”
Shit.
Evan is pissed. Jordan’s eyes cloud over like a
thunderous rainstorm as he scowls at my phone.
thunderous rainstorm as he scowls at my phone.
“Evan,
I can’t talk right now.”
“The
hell you can’t. The gala is in three days, Allie. We’re
announcing our engagement, your father is out of his mind, and he
froze your trust fund. You have no money, Allie. It’s time to stop
having a tantrum and come home.”
This
is so embarrassing. My gaze locks on J’s, and I mouth “I’m
sorry.”
“Evan,
I suggest you do some damage control. Find the trollop you were
fucking and announce your engagement to her instead for all I care.
As I said in my letter, I’m not coming back. I’m sorry if you
were planning to live off my trust fund, but if I can live without
it, so can you.”
“You
selfish bitch!” Evan rages.
Jordan’s
eyes widen before he opens his mouth, and when he does, I’m not
sure if I want to kiss him or punch him—or both.
“Babe,
come back to bed. My cock misses your lips.”
“Who
the hell is that?!” Evan screams.
Jordan
nudges the cat to the floor and scoots closer to me. “This is the
man Allie is currently fucking. Who are you?”
Evan
sputters, and I can picture him losing his cool. “Allie, what is
going on?”
Jordan
flips me onto his lap, and I squeal in surprise. My eyes widen as he
mouths “Go with it.”
What
do I have to lose at this point?
Jordan
leans in closer, holding the phone between us. “Come on, babe. Hang
up the phone and let’s go back to bed.”
“Bed?
That’s my fiancée you’re talking about. Allie Bear, tell me this
is some kind of sick joke,” Evan whines.
“There’s
no ring on her finger. Besides, possession is nine tenths of the law,
and since her pussy was just wrapped around my dick, I’d say that
makes her more mine than yours right now. Wouldn’t you?”
My
cheeks flush as J runs his fingers across one with a lazy grin.
“Come
on, Bear, tell him you’re just paying me back. A little quid pro
quo, right?”
Jordan
snickers. “You call her Bear? That’s adorable, but I think she’s
more of a tigress myself. My little Allie Cat.” Jordan drops his
mouth to my neck, and I can’t help the moan that escapes me. “Hear
that, Evan? Doesn’t sound like anyone’s fiancée to me.”
Jordan’s lips ghost over mine, and I whimper. It’s been a long
time since I’ve been this attracted to someone, if ever.
“This
isn’t over, Allie. Do you hear me?” Evan is probably redder than
a beet, but when Jordan lowers his mouth to mine, it erases the image
of Evan in my mind.
He
kisses me loudly, like a man on a mission. Weaving his hands through
my hair, he pulls me close. J nips my bottom lip, and I gasp in
pleasure, his length growing beneath me as I press into him with a
contented sigh. He turns off my phone and tosses it to the opposite
side of the couch.
Jordan’s
mouth closes over mine, and I fall into his kiss with all my senses.
His tongue meets mine and claims it. This isn’t a sweet
getting-to-know-you kiss. This is a sexual awakening I never knew I
was missing, and I want more. Evan is already a distant memory as I
press myself closer while losing myself in his kiss. As I tug on his
hair, he growls into my mouth. I remember the freshly fucked look he
had to him when we met, and I want to be the one to make him look
that way. I want to be the one on my knees for him.
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