Mrs. Robin's Sons, Kori Roberts [urban books to read TXT] 📗

excitement. Rylee didn’t even need to turn around to know that her husband, Tom, had arrived. Seeing the two of them together always made her smile. Mya was a petite little thing, and Tom was a huge bear of a man, with hair even redder than Rylee’s. Tom made Mya look like a little girl when she stood next to him. And, he worshipped the ground she walked on. They walked down the bar to where she stood with Nick.

“Hey, Red.” Tom pulled her into a hug, “You staying out of trouble?”

“You know me.” She smiled and kissed him on the cheek.

“Yeah, I do.” He laughed. “That’s why I’m asking.” Rylee saw him glance over at Nick, and she introduced them.

“We’re out of here,” Mya announced, and she gave Rylee a hug. “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do,” Mya whispered in her ear.

“And what exactly wouldn’t you do?” Rylee drawled.

“Oh…right. I see your point.” Mya gave her a wicked grin. “In that case, try not to hurt him too bad.” Mya began laughing hysterically as she and Tom left the restaurant. Rylee smiled in spite of herself, and she turned back to Nick and Drew.

“Well,” Drew began removing his apron. “As fun as this has been for me, my shift is officially over.”

The new bartender, Sean, was behind the bar and had already begun working. Drew’s partner, Jacob, walked in just as he rounded the bar. Rylee couldn’t help but chuckle at the way Drew practically vibrated at the sight of him.

“Hi, beautiful.” Jacob walked up and gave her a kiss on the cheek. “Hi, yourself, handsome.” Rylee took a moment to admire the two of them. Drew’s pale skin was a perfect complement to Jacob’s rich chocolate complexion. Just like Mya and Tom, they looked good together. And happy.

Rylee glanced at Nick, who looked on with a mixture of interest and curiosity. That was a good thing; she had no patience for other people’s stupid hang-ups and prejudices, and anybody who couldn’t deal with Drew and Jacob’s relationship, couldn’t deal with her.

Rylee had just introduced Jacob and Nick when Drew’s hand landed on her arm.

“Rylee, you got a moment?” Here it comes. Rylee stepped off to the side to speak to Drew.

“Listen,” she started before he had a chance to say anything, “I already know what you’re going to say, but this is no big deal.” She ignored the fact that it felt like a very big deal. “We’re just having a drink and talking, so there’s nothing for you to worry about.”

Drew sighed and tucked a wayward lock of hair behind her ear. “I can’t help but worry about you, sweetie. You have a tendency to go from zero to love in less than sixty seconds.

And after this whole thing with Ethan, I just don’t want you to get hurt again.” He wrapped his arms around her and gave her a tight hug.

“Now, go on and enjoy your boy toy. Just do me a favor and be careful, okay?”

“Don’t worry. I will,” she promised.

Chapter Four

Nick watched Rylee walk away to talk to Drew, and his gaze soaked in the shapely lines of her body. She was slender, but she definitely didn’t lack any curves. The fitted blouse she wore outlined her slim back and narrow waist, and the tight, straight skirt clung nicely to her rounded hips and ass. In heels, she was only a couple of inches shorter than his six-one frame, and he guessed she was probably around five feet eight in her bare feet.

Just when he’d finally managed to beat his cock into submission, she headed back in his direction. Her hips swayed back and forth, and her blouse was unbuttoned just far enough to reveal a hint of cleavage covered in black lace. When she looked at him, her mouth curved into a sexy smile, and he was suddenly as hard as stone again.

And from the looks she was getting from way too many other men in the room, he suspected he wasn’t the only one feeling the effects of Rylee.

“Alone at last,” he murmured near Rylee’s ear as she slid past him to get to her seat.

“It appears so.” She looked up at him. “So, what are you doing for the rest of your birthday?”

You, if I’m lucky. He decided to keep that thought to himself. As much as he wanted it to happen, Nick wasn’t going to push his luck. The fact that Rylee was still sitting there with

him, instead of leaving once her friends had gone, was a miracle in and of itself, and he refused to mess things up now that he had her all alone.

“I was just going to hang out and enjoy the city for the rest of the weekend. My brother and I are going to a White Sox game on Sunday before we head back to Wisconsin.

Otherwise, I don’t have any specific plans.” Nick gave her a meaningful look. “Although, I’m hoping that might change.”

“Well, I’d love to give you a tour of the city, but I’m on call this weekend, so I need to stay close to home in case I have to work.” Rylee looked apologetic, her words filled with regret.

“I understand. I know how it is to work on weekends.” Nick tried not to sound as disappointed as he felt. “So, what kind of work do you do?”

A slow smile spread across Rylee’s face. “I work for a hotel.”

“Really?” Nick began to laugh, suddenly understanding her glowing endorsement of the hotel earlier. “It wouldn’t happen to be this hotel, would it?”

“Maybe.” Her laughter joined his. “What about you? What is it that you do up in Wisconsin?”

Nick paused as the bartender placed a fresh bowl of bar nuts in front of them. He was grateful for the interruption, because it gave him a chance to think about his response.

He loved his work. It was something he’d been doing since he was a kid. He really didn’t know how to do