Page 127 of Revelation

I reach across the bar and touch that hot little cleft in her chin.

At my touch, Kat parts her lips and exhales a shaky breath.

And just like that, I’m rock hard.

“What can I get you?” I breathe. “Name it. It’s yours. Anything at all, babe.”

She swallows hard. “I want a douchebag,” she says.

There’s a long beat. I can’t decide if that’s a drink order or if she’s referring to me.

“Crown Royal and a splash of Coke,” she clarifies, solving the mystery for me.

“Really? Is that really a thing?”

She nods. “Look it up. It’s a real thing. And I want one—I want one bad.”

I smirk. “Okay, then. A douchebag it is. With pleasure.” I look at Jonas. “And for you, sir, I’ll be making something called The Dork.White rum, Pisang Ambon, Licor 43, lemon juice and pineapple juice—served in a highball glass. Hope you enjoy it.”

Jonas makes a face of pure disgust.

I laugh and slide a Heineken across the bar.

He grins despite himself.

My eyes flicker back to Kat. “I’ll be right back to serve up your douchebag, gorgeous. I gotta go give that brunette down there a screaming orgasm first.” I motion to my admirer down at the other end of the bar. “While I’m gone, enjoy your date. This guy seems super interesting. Have fun, you two.”

Kat’s eyes flash wickedly at me, but I turn my back on her and traipse on down to the other end of the bar, my cock tingling.

“Sorry for the delay, Lucy. Got to chatting with a couple down there. They’re on a blind date. Cutest couple ever.”

“No problem. Tim came over and offered to give me a screaming orgasm, but I told him I only want one fromyou.”

“Aw, shucks, Lucy. That’s awfully sweet of you. That makes me feel so special.” I glance at Kat on the other end of the bar. Her eyes are trained on me like a sniper. She looks ready to jump on top of the bar and leap on this woman like a cheetah downing an impala. “Well, then, I guess I’d better get moving, huh? Don’t worry, it only takes me a couple minutes to give most women the best screaming orgasm of their life. You’re only minutes away from complete satisfaction, sweetheart.”

She shifts in her chair and makes a sexual sound.

I steal a quick look at Kat—and she’s about to lose her fucking mind.

I turn around and grab the ingredients I need for Lucy’s drink, laughing to myself about what a stroke of luck it was to unexpectedly have this hot little tamale on my tip right in front of Kat. I couldn’t have planned it better if I’d tried.

I serve up Lucy’s drink to her and she takes a greedy sip.

“Orgasmic. Thank you. And thank you for buying it for me.”

“My pleasure,” I say.

“Excuse me,” Kat’s voice says from behind Lucy’s shoulder. She’s standing literally right behind Lucy, her hands on her hips, her nostrils flaring. I straighten up to get an unimpeded view and I’m met with Kat’s blazing face in full Jealous Bitch mode.

“Oh, hey, miss,” I say, trying not to grin too broadly. “Your douchebag is coming right up. I’m sorry I’m kinda slow. I’m new. I was just giving Lucy here a screaming orgasm.”

“Forget about making me adrink,” she says. “I want adouchebag.” She elbows her way to the edge of the bar, right next to Lucy, completely invading the other woman’s personal space. Much to my surprise, she turns her head and smiles with full teeth at Lucy, the way a great white shark smiles at a sea lion. Oh shit. I’ve never seen her look more like a murderer than right now. “I’m on a blind date with that guy down there,” she says breezily. She points to Jonas.

Lucy cranes her neck and catches sight of my brother in all his magical glory—and, not unexpectedly, the woman’s eyes pop out of her head. “Oh my God, honey. You’re on ablinddate withhim? Jackpot.”

“Yeah. His name isBlane.” Kat rolls her eyes.

Lucy squints at Jonas and then looks at me. “He looks a lot like you, actually. Are you two related?”

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