The Boyfriend List Read Online Free

nothing flashy about Jenna . . . she had clear, olive-toned skin, full lips, and curves that made men weep.
    She tugged at the strapless top of her dress and winced a little.
    “Something wrong?” he asked.
    “Just making sure there are no wardrobe malfunctions.”
    “Wouldn’t want that,” he said, thinking that getting an unexpected look at Jenna could give him dirty dreams for a month.
    Jenna froze and a glint of humor flashed in her eyes. “Did you just make a joke?”
    “A joke? Jenna, if you have a ‘wardrobe malfunction’ I promise that will be no joke.” It would be a miracle. He took advantage of the conversation’s subject to take in the way Jenna’s very generous breasts filled out the strapless gown.
    “Stop looking at my boobs, Nate,” she warned gently. Busted. Thankfully, she was grinning, and he was happy to find out Jenna had a sense of humor.
    “Sorry.” He wasn’t sorry. He looked again.
    “Nate’s looking at your boobs?”
    Not knowing whether he should be relieved for the company or angry at the interruption, they were joined at the table by Harper and Kevin Rossi. Harper was the whip-smart director of operations at Reliance Software, and Kevin, her husband, played baseball for the Mets. If nothing else, Harper didn’t mince words.
    “No,” he said firmly. And looked again.
    “Yes!” Jenna replied, glaring at him as the corners of her mouth took on a downward turn.
Oh shit. He’d crossed the line.
“Yes. It was funny once, Nate.”
    Harper patted his back. “I didn’t know you had it in you.”
    Both his and Jenna’s heads snapped toward Harper. “You think it’s okay that he ogles my chest?”
    “What do you mean, you didn’t know I had it in me?”
    “Oh, boy.” She leaned into her husband. “I got them both riled up.”
    “Why would you think I’m immune to a beautiful woman?” He turned to Jenna, furious, but he wasn’t quite sure at whom. “I apologize for making you uncomfortable. Would you like me to move to the other side of the table?” He stood.
    “Oh, don’t be so sensitive,” Harper said. “Sit down.”
    “Harper, it’s Jenna’s call. Want me to move?”
    Jenna’s faced flushed because she realized the mood of the moment—and probably the rest of the day—hinged on her. She could end it one way or the other.
    “No. Sit down. I overreacted.”
    “Okay. I apologize again for making you uncomfortable. That wasn’t my intention.”
    “Thank you.” Jenna stiffened as Meg and Jason, as well as Josh and Caroline Campbell, joined them. He couldn’t help but wonder if it was the company that had her so edgy. There wasn’t one person there who didn’t like Jenna, but they were his friends, not hers, and he wondered what he could do to help her have a good time. Just as he was about to ask her if she wanted some wine, she put her napkin on the table.
    “Excuse me, I’m going to see if Kim needs anything.” She rose without looking at him and tottered on her very high heels across the room to where Kim was standing with her sisters. Once there, Nate saw her whole demeanor change. Her shoulders relaxed. She smiled—and it wasn’t a fake smile, but a real one. She was with her people. When she was sitting with him, she looked like she’d been sentenced.
    “Are you okay?” Meg asked as she reached for the bread basket. “Jenna didn’t look too happy.”
    “Nate was staring at Jenna’s boobs.” Harper sipped her champagne and her husband rolled his eyes.
    “Could you stop saying that?” Nate was getting pissed.
    “Were you?” Caroline asked.
    “I’m not talking about this.” Just because every other person at the table seemed to lack a filter didn’t mean he did.
    Jason, Kevin, and Josh laughed. Kevin reached around his wife and patted Nate on the shoulder. “You say that like you have some kind of choice in the matter.”
    “Look, she’s nice. She doesn’t know us well, so let’s try to keep this polite.”
    “I’m