Irresistible Bachelors: Books 1-5 by Landish, Lauren (bts books to read TXT) 📕

I start easing the zipper on his jeans down, rubbing the cotton over his cock as I do, and I feel the heat between my legs grow from a haze into an inferno.

“You know, the last time I chatted with Andy down at the playhouse” —Gavin gasps as I slide his underwear down and his cock comes into view— “they wondered if you might want to make your small stage debut.”

My hand pauses from massaging his cock, and I look up at him in slight shock. “Babe, I’d get stage fright in about two seconds flat. Even if it’s just a community play, I’m just a normal girl. Hell, my degree is in business.”

“Which is why you and Mindy are such great partners. She handles the customer interaction and you handle the business side. When I asked him, he wasn’t thinking of having you be in a leading role or anything. It was just an idea. You could just be an extra at first. And you are anything but ‘normal’.”

“Well, I might think about it . . . if you can make my toes curl tonight,” I tease, licking my lips. I lean forward and bring my lips closer and closer to Gavin’s cock, pausing right before I make contact. “Merry Christmas.”

* * *

The coffee shop is full, but for the first time in three hundred and sixty-four days this year, it’s not because of it being full of customers or Gavin Adams fans. Instead, I look around at my friends and my family. We’d thought of trying to bring everybody over to our place, but the fact is, our house probably smells slightly like dirty baby diapers, even with us trying our best to keep it clean.

“Looking good, girl.” Mindy smiles as the two of us work the hot cocoa machine. “And I see it in your face and that funny walk. Somebody was a ho-ho-ho last night.”

I chuckle, looking at her with a saucy grin. “Don’t hate. But do me a favor if you can—try to keep it down when Gavin’s mom and dad show up. They’re not used to you.”

Mindy laughs, topping another hot cocoa with whipped cream. “You know, marriage has been good to you. We’ve always been best friends, but before Gavin, you kinda had a stick up your butt. I’m glad it’s out.”

I laugh and lean in to whisper in her ear. “I’m a lucky girl, but I hope you find your own someday soon. He’ll have to be one hell of a man to settle Mindy Price down.”

Mindy turns red for a moment, then laughs. “You’ve got that right. Fat chance of that happening.”

I wrap her in a hug. “You know what? Who knows? Maybe next week, you’ll run into a butt naked celebrity who ends up being the man of your dreams.”

Gavin, who had come to the counter to get a couple of mugs of cocoa to pass out, laughs. “Actually, I wouldn’t recommend that. It might have worked for me, but let’s face it. It’s not your normal approach.”

Mindy laughs and tops the last mug of cocoa. “Okay, enough talk about my lack of a man. And I promise I’ll be on my best behavior. No comments about the Anaconda. It’s Christmas, so let’s go have some fun.”

A taxi pulls up outside the hotel and Gavin’s parents get out. I smile and take my husband’s hand, clicking mugs of cocoa with him. “I think we can do that just fine. Now let’s have dinner.”

Mr. Fiancé by Lauren Landish

Mindy

“Can we get some service over here?” yells a woman who’s seated at one of the tables in the packed coffee house. “You girls are moving slow as molasses!”

I slap the lids down on a couple of cups and place them in a cup holder before taking them over to the counter. I pause for a moment to dab the sweat from my brow with my apron, sighing. My feet ache from running back and forth during the early morning rush and I need a damn break.

Jesus, I tell myself as I force a fraudulent smile on my face. This is the worst morning ever. It’s a blistering hot day in July. The A/C’s shoddy, it’s like 100 degrees outside, and it feels like I’m working in the fiery pits of hell. And to make matters worse, it’s a packed house and I’m running behind. I don’t know how much more of this madness I can take.

“We’ll be right with you, ma’am!” I call out, flashing her an easy smile and a playful wink that hides my irritation. I ring up the order for a man standing at the front of the line and then send him on his way with his two iced coffees. He’s immediately replaced by another man, who spits out his order so fast I almost feel dizzy, barely catching it all. “We’re just running a little behind schedule this morning.”

“Bullshit!” the woman snaps, glowering at the line of people in front of me. She’s a well-kept, middle-aged blonde with an immaculate short hairdo, garbed in fur-trimmed designer clothes that go along with her snobby attitude. “There’s three of you back there, yet I’ve been waiting for over ten minutes for my frap.” She shakes her head, practically frothing at the mouth. “It’s ridiculous!”

A lump of anger forms in my throat. I quickly swallow it back, glancing to the sky. Dear God, give me the strength!

I grit my teeth, my eyes cutting off to the side where the equipment is. I see Cassie, one of my employees, taking her sweet ass time blending something. She’s acting like we don’t have customers piling up out the ass. Throwing her long, brown hair back, she takes in a deep yawn as if she’s tired from working so hard. If she weren’t new, I’d chew her out.

I shake my head.

At least she looks nice enough