The Sextet Presents... Bound by Voodoo [Legends] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) Read Online Free

her blue eyes widened. “Barrett Cunningham? Like Barrett Cunningham from Mrs. O’Donnell’s third-period Chemistry class?”
    His pulse skittered. “And Mr. Finch’s American Lit class.”
    She laughed, the sound hitting him square in the gut. “Geometry, World History, AP Calculus. Wow. It’s great to see you, Barrett.”
    “Well, I can honestly say you’re one of the few people in our class I had any interest in seeing after graduation.” The admission was out of his mouth before he could stop it, but what did he have to lose? Pushing aside his nervousness, he leaned in to kiss her cheek, savoring the softness of her skin against his lips. “How’s life been treating you? Besides the big win at poker.”
    She touched her fingers to her face. “Life is good. I’m a psychologist. I opened my own practice eight months ago, and business is booming.”
    “That’s terrific. I’m planning to set up my software company in the new office.”
    “I know it was a long time ago, but I’m really sorry about your mom. Did you get the card I sent?”
    “Yeah, thanks.” That sympathy card was one of the reasons he’d never forgotten her. They might not have been anything more than acquaintances, but her acknowledgment of his loss had given him hope.
    “Hey, Rory, you want a beer?” Winston’s question carried a hint of something Barrett thought might be jealousy. “We should eat before the pizza and wings get cold.”
    Were Winston and Rory a couple? He hadn’t met her at the door or greeted her with a kiss, but negative vibes radiated off him as if Barrett had crossed an invisible line with Rory. With his luck, she was already involved in a serious relationship.
    She wrinkled her nose. “Very funny. You better still have that bottle of merlot I brought last time.”
    Holding out a wine glass filled with dark red liquid, Winston smirked. “You’re so easy to provoke.”
    “And you can call me ‘Payback,’ because I’m also great at being a bitch.” She snagged the glass as she sauntered into the kitchen, the movement of her hips hypnotizing Barrett.
    When Winston followed her, Barrett tagged along to get an idea whether he needed to back off or not. He sure as hell didn’t have any intention of going after another man’s girlfriend.
    Instead of the half-expected hug from behind, Winston sidestepped her to grab a plate and loaded it with half a dozen barbecued chicken wings. “You’d pull off being a bitch about as well as I’d pull off wearing hooker heels and a mini skirt.”
    Her lips twitched, and she laughed. “Now, that I’d like to see. The salon down the street does body waxing.”
    Winston shuddered. “No duct tape on the short and curlies.”
    “I suppose you could shave or trim.” She reached past him to the pizza. “Lots of guys manscape these days, you know.”
    Lifting his eyebrows, he gave her a sidelong glance. “No comment.”
    From the conversation, Barrett could only conclude that Rory wasn’t acquainted with Winston’s body well enough to know how much hair he had—or removed—so they couldn’t possibly be sleeping together. The sparring sounded more like friendly brother-sister banter than lovers teasing each other.
    Miles clapped Barrett on the shoulder. “They’ll stand there until you shove them out of the way. Grab some food before they take it all.”
    At the other man’s urging, Barrett stepped through the doorway into the kitchen. Rory handed him a plate and then slipped past Miles to the living room.
    Seeming to follow her, Winston paused a couple steps from Barrett and turned to look at him. “She’s a really sweet woman, and I like sharing the building with her. Don’t screw up this arrangement.”
    That’s how it is, is it?
    Winston, if not Miles, evidently saw Barrett’s enthusiasm for reconnecting with Rory as a threat to the co-op. More than likely both men would’ve made a move on her if circumstances were different. Maybe Barrett had made a