When You Were Mine (Adams Sisters) Read Online Free

Blue Diamond, praying her name would magically appear on the club’s guest list.  The three times she’d been allowed into the exclusive club was when she was draped on Laurence’s arm¾mainly because Laurence’s brother was the club’s owner.
                  “I’m sorry, Joey, but your name is not on the list.”  Marcus, the bouncer, a brick building of a man, glanced down at her and shrugged.  “I can’t let you in."
                  “C’mon, Marcus.”  Joey flashed her best smile.  She didn’t tweeze, waxed, polished and buffed herself to perfection just so she could be turned away.  She didn’t even want to think about the damage her first pair of stilettos was doing to her calves right now or how her new bra had her breasts sitting beneath her chin.  Tonight, she was a woman on a mission. 
    “You know me, Marcus.  I’m sure it would be okay if you let me in.”
                  “Is this going to take all night?” A woman snapped.
                  Joey checked her temper and stepped aside.
    Marcus scanned then list and then with a wide smile allowed the woman to enter.  However, when he returned his attention to Joey, his lips curved downward.  “Can’t do it.  You know the rules.”
    Joey’s heart dropped and tangled with the knots in her stomach.  “What’s it going to take to get you to look the other way?” she asked with desperation seeping into her voice.
    As quick as a whip, a lustful leer sparkled in Marcus’s eyes and caught her off guard.  Joey fluttered a hand to cover the top of her plunging neckline.  She wasn’t that desperate.  “I meant how much money?”
    Disappointment blanketed the bouncer’s chiseled granite features, but Joey still detected interest. 
    “What you got?”
    Joey snapped open her purse, which was only large enough to hold her ID, a tube of lipstick and a lousy ten-dollar bill. 
    “You’re kidding me, right?” Marcus asked when she slipped the folded bill into his hand.
    “C’mon.  It’s all I have.”
    “I don’t think so.”  He boldly slipped the money between her breasts.  “You know the rules.”
    Joey slapped his hand away and stabbed him with a narrow glare.  Yet, as she turned away, her mind raced with alternative ways to get into the building.  Laurence was inside, and she had to talk him out of breaking up with her--with as much dignity as possible, of course.
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    “Ryan, my man.  You came.”  Fredrick Benson’s loud thunderous voice boomed over the Blue Diamond’s bass-thumping music. 
    Ryan winced as his friend’s heavy hand pounded across his back and threatened to dislodge a lung.  “A promise is a promise,” he chuckled, and drained the rest of his drink.
    Freddie, a giant of a man at six-foot-six, earned the nickname of Cool Freddie for being that--cool.  Nothing ever ruffled Freddie’s feathers, and he liked nothing more than being the life of the party.
    “Well, it’s good to see money and fame hasn’t changed you.”  Fredrick took another whack at Ryan’s back.  “Of course, I can’t say the same for my older brother, Larry--the cosmetic surgeon to the stars.”  Freddie shook his head.  “Trust me.  It’s all gone to his head.  You should see the number he showed up with here tonight.  The girl doesn’t have breasts, she has flotation devices.”
    “I’m guessing they’re still great to stare at,” Ryan snickered and puffed on his cigar.
    “True that.  True that,” Freddie agreed with a wide, spreading grin.  “Are you cool, or should I have one of the girls get you another drink?”
    “I’m cool.”  Ryan cast another glance around the crowded dance floor and placed his empty glass on a passing waitress’s tray.  “But where’s the john?  I have a few minutes to kill before Zach gets here.”
    “More business?”
    Ryan cocked a sly grin.  “Like Biggie said--”
    “More money, more problems.” Freddie joined