Double Your Pleasure
by Fran Lee
Except Copyright 2009/2010/2011/2012/2013/2014
Jason Blackstone lifted one black brow and let his eyes slip over her clear complexion and blue eyes, over the pained smile to her full bottom lip and back to her eyes again. “I’d really love to have a caramel mocha latté, triple sweet with extra cream.” His delicious deep voice was quiet and held a note of question.
The woman heaved a sigh and said patiently, “Still no caramel. You want a repeat of the one I made you earlier?” She seemed pissed off. Hmmm. Only one explanation.
Jace inhaled the softly floral scent of her tousled warm blonde hair before he smiled. “I see you already met my brother.” His smile was rueful now. “Yeah. I’ll take whatever he had.”
The woman blinked and her jaw dropped. She stared at him like he had two heads, and he couldn’t help but react with a slow, wicked grin.
“There can’t possibly be two of you,” she blurted, before hot color flooded her cheeks.
He watched, fascinated, as warm color spread from her neckline up over that sweetly damp face, as she blew a tendril of honey hair out of her face and chewed that lush lower lip so enticingly. Sweet Lord, but he would love to feel that full, pouty lip as he sucked it into his mouth to nibble and tease it. Her eyes slid away in delightful embarrassment, and he wanted to reach across the counter and pull her up to kiss that utterly edible mouth.
He laughed softly, and the whipped-cream sound curled around her mind, shooting straight down to her belly, then burst upward toward her breasts. Holy shit! Two men who looked like that? Two men who had this kind of sorcerer’s effect on her poor mind and body? She turned quickly to get his latté, and when it was sealed, she shoved it across the glass. A twenty was sitting there, and she picked it up, turning to ring the latté up.
“Keep the change. If you had to deal with Jon earlier, you earned it. I see you still have all your clothes on, and you don’t look like you’ve been attacked and bent over the counter for a quickie.”
She started to tell him his brother certainly wouldn’t have gotten that far with her, but he just grinned wickedly and saluted her with the steaming cup, before heading toward the cab stand on the corner.
She stood staring after his retreating broad shoulders, her heart thumping madly in her chest. Twins. Dear Lord! The thought of two men like that almost caused her to hyperventilate. Fantasies of the asshole and the not-so-asshole flitted through her mind as she turned to the next customer, and forced her mind back to business. But after seeing the matched pair of hotties, her libido was on overdrive all day long, and all she could do was pray for quitting time so she could take the subway home and dig out her little box of toys!