McKenzie Cousins Box Set 4

I smirk and wrap my arms around his waist, my hands sliding under the back of his jeans and boxer shorts to the bare skin beneath. His eyes widen in surprise, but when I lightly scrape my fingernails over the bared skin, his cock becomes hard and insistent. Enjoying the power I have over this man, I lean in and whisper into his ear, “I have a lot of dirty thoughts running through my mind.” I nibble his earlobe and feel him shudder.

Slipping out from the cage of his aroused body, I move toward the back entrance of Kenza, without moving my eyes from Jaxon. He’s breathing heavily with his hands resting on his hips while his eyes don’t leave me. “You are asking for trouble.”

“As long as it’s from you, then I love trouble.”

His eyes narrow as he moves toward me. Once he’s close, he wraps an arm around my waist and ushers me inside after using a code on the security panel by the door.

As I move along the hallway, the music gradually gets louder until we’re in the central part of the club. Jaxon wanted to check on his brother after the earlier conversation at their parents’ house. I found Ryan easy to talk to, and our private words helped. I, too, sensed something bothering him.

Jaxon is leading me toward the bar, but I don’t see Ryan. Neither does Jaxon as his feet start to slow once we get nearer. Then we spot him at the same time. He’s hidden toward the end of the bar with his gaze fixed elsewhere. He’s totally oblivious to anything that’s happening around him.

I catch a frown on Jaxon’s brow as he moves me along the edge of the bar and closer to Ryan. A few feet away, I notice the girl Ryan has his eyes on. I should have known. The McKenzie men are rather intense once they set their sights on someone. The poor girl doesn’t stand a chance. She looks younger than Jaxon and has long red hair that shines like silk under the spotlights.

Closer still, and I notice a red blush along her cheekbones. Oh, she’s aware of the way Ryan has focused on her. Jaxon, of course, doesn’t realize what’s going on, not even when he lifts me onto a tall stool at the bar and then proceeds to lean on the black granite bar while waiting for his brother to notice us.

Ryan doesn’t pay us the slightest bit of attention.

Jaxon becomes irritated, so I distract him with a nudge into his side. I direct my gaze to the girl and his brother, and back again until I see the light bulb go off in his head. Jaxon looks between the two of them a few times and starts laughing.

It’s the laughing that finally moves Ryan’s attention to us.

He blushes and coughs before moving toward us with only a slight hesitation in his step. “Two nights in a row,” he comments. “What have I done to deserve this?” he drawls, casting a sidelong glance toward the girl.

“Who’s the girl?” Jaxon asks while I cringe.

Ryan, for all his friendliness, I think, is actually a shy guy when it comes to someone he really likes.

“What girl?” he asks, but only after casting another glance toward her.

Jaxon rolls his eyes and laughs before a frown appears. “I’ve seen her before.” He taps a beer mat while the clogs turn in his head, and then he announces, “She was Alexander’s date for New Year at Aunt Lily’s and Uncle Michael’s before he got together with Rachel. I can’t remember her name.”

“Gretchen,” Ryan says immediately. “Leave it.”

Taking pity on him, I change the subject, “How long have you been managing Kenza?”

If I’m not mistaken, he offers me a smile of relief. “Around five years.” He shrugs. “I’m a people person. I’m also able to tune out the music, so it doesn’t bother me. It bothers Jaxon and Sofia after a while.” He places bottles of water in front of us. “I’ll be back in a minute.”

I turn to Jaxon. “Doesn’t it bother you?”

He smiles and kisses the tip of my nose. “No. The nightclub isn’t my scene, doesn’t

mean I’m not proud of what Dad built, or how Ryan runs it now.” His hands slide to my thighs, pressing them open. Once he’s moved between, he places his hands on my hips. “I love my job at McKenzies.” Pausing, he kisses my lips. “I’m going to take you back there tonight. I want to have you all to myself.”

My heart beats rapidly, and I only have eyes for him. “I’d like that too, but won’t your parents’ be disappointed?”

“Mom will be until Dad refreshes her memory about the finer points of a new relationship or an old one in their case.”

I chuckle. “I remember you telling me about your family when we were in Boston. You have a large one while I have my brother.”

A mischievous sparkle enters his eyes, and I know exactly why. Telling him he has a large one no matter the context, has sent his brain to his penis.

He coughs and smiles as he says, “David?”

“He’ll come around.” I slip my hand up inside of his shirt and watch as his breath catches, and his eyes narrow.

“Are you playing with me, babe?”

“Hmm,” I murmur. “I feel alive being able to touch you when I want to.”