Monroe, Marla - Hot and Bothered (Siren Publishing Classic) Read Online Free Page B

were always looking for an easier way to make money, one fly-by-night scheme after another. She vowed she would never marry a man like that. She wanted someone stable. Someone who had a decent job—someone she could depend on to be there for her.
    On the other hand, she wanted a man who knew his way around a woman’s body, someone who could make her wet just by looking at her. She didn’t think she would ever find both in one man, so she would have a fling or three with some hot-as-Hades man until she found her steady Eddie. Then she would settle down and raise a family. Her family days were fast dwindling, so she needed to put a rush on things.
    Ben and Karen dropped back in their chairs, laughing and sweating.
    “It is so crowded out there,” Karen said. “I mean, Ben put his arm around me and ended up with his hand on some guy’s ass.”
    Savanna about died laughing along with Karen. “What did the guy say?”
    Ben shook his head. “I’m not repeating it.”
    “He said, maybe later, but he was busy right now.” Karen slapped her hand over her mouth and choked, trying not to laugh.
    “How ’bout a dance?” A fairly good-looking man stood at the booth looking down at Savanna.
    Karen kicked her under the table.
    “Sure.” Savanna slid out of the booth.
    Her dance date was about two inches taller than her and was built like a swimmer, with a broad chest with slim hips and strong thighs. His jeans clung to his thighs but bagged on his ass. He danced pretty damn well, though. Savanna found out his name was Jack and he worked at a computer repair shop. He loved to ski and boat and ran five miles every day. All in all, a good guy. He didn’t do it for her on a sexual level, though.
    When she would have sat back down, another man claimed her. This one didn’t mind dancing close and used every opportunity there was to touch her and rub against her. About all she learned about him was that he liked to race cars and watch the races on TV. He didn’t do it for her either. This time, when the song ended, she made it back to the booth only to find Ben there alone.
    She slid in opposite him. “Where is Karen?”
    “Dancing. You know how much she likes to dance.” Ben brushed it off, but Savanna could see he wasn’t pleased about it.
    “I’m sorry. I got tapped on my way in from the first song.”
    “Not your fault. She just wants to have fun, I guess.”
    “I’m here now. Why don’t you go dance with her? The song is about over now,” Savanna suggested.
    “Naw, I don’t want to leave you here alone.”
    “Nonsense. I’m fine. Go dance with her. Like you said, she loves to dance.”
    He got up out of the booth. “We’ll bring back some water when we get through. How about that?”
    “I’d love some water. Go have fun.” Savanna watched him slip into the crowd. She hoped he found Karen and that Karen was behaving.
    Someone stepped between her and the dance floor. She looked up, and her eyes widened. Dustin stood next to the booth with two bottles of water.
    “Hi, thought you might be thirsty.” He offered her one of the bottles. “Top is still on it. I didn’t open it so you would know it was safe to drink.”
    “Thanks.” Savanna smiled up at him and indicated the opposite side of the booth. “Have a seat.”
    “Having a better time tonight?” he asked.
    “So far, so good.” Savanna laughed. “At least, I haven’t started any fights yet.”
    “You didn’t start the last one.”
    “I bet the bouncer would argue that one with you,” Savanna said.
    Dustin slid into the booth next to her. Savanna scooted toward the wall to give him more room. He didn’t seem to want more room since he moved closer.
    “So, Savanna, what do you do?”
    “I run a spa. What about you?”
    “Oh, this and that. I drive a truck sometimes, and sometimes I work behind a desk. Just depends on what I feel like doing at the time.”
    Uh-oh, Savanna thought. Deadbeat. So? You aren’t looking for a husband,