Double Trouble (The Sinful 7 of Delite, Texas 5)

“No. I’ll meet you where you’re from. It’s not a big deal.”

“Okay, do you know Cellar County at all? How about Nathan’s Bar and Grill?”

“I know enough of it. I’ve got one of those GPS things. I’ll find it.”

“Okay. Great. Then I’ll see you tomorrow night around six o’clock? Is that good?”

“Sure. I’ll see you then.”

He smiled then walked away. Sally felt a bit panicky. She didn’t want to hide this from Alexa or the other women. But she didn’t want that whole first-date chaos either. This was a practice run. Garret seemed nice. He acted polite. But she knew that men couldn’t be trusted and that trust was earned. Grateful for taking some self-defense courses and buying those DVDs on television about kick-boxing instruction, she felt she could handle herself if things ran amuck. That odd sensation filled her belly again. Glancing around the dance hall, she saw Alexa trying to head back to work, but Chad and Michael were attempting to keep her with them. Next to them stood Mason and his brother, Steven. Both were staring at her.

She swallowed hard. They could stare all they wanted. Neither man wanted to give her the time of day. Mason was arrogant and so freaking big and filled with muscles he was a walking arsenal. She was finished fantasizing about his long, thick fingers stroking her pussy. She was done, damn it. Finished. She gave herself a mental kick and straightened her shoulders. His brother, Steven, was handsome, sexy, and just as built as Mason, but trimmer. They seemed like opposites. The tamed and the untamed. So why the hell did her belly get all tight and tingly? She could have sworn that her nipples pebbled and a feminine instinct instantly kicked in. She was attracted to both Mason and Steven. Mason’s actions didn’t mean shit. She wouldn’t make a fool out of herself. Women drooled over them continuously, and she wouldn’t be another one. Both men took slugs from their beer and she headed that way.

“Hey, Alexa, time is ticking. We need to get moving,” Sally teased as she grabbed her sister’s hand and pulled her along with her. She glanced over her shoulder at Mason. He appeared pissed off at her, and she wondered what the hell she did to him. After all, he was the one who practically ran from the room that night. She was left feeling like a puddle of sexual need. She even had to use her vibrator that night, and

it only made matters worse. She glared back at the jerk.

“Bye.” Alexa waved and the men smiled.

Alexa grabbed Sally’s arm.

“What were you doing talking with Garret and why was he bowing in front of you?”

“He was asking me out again.”

“What?” Alexa asked as she stopped and looked at Sally.

“Are you going to go out with him?”

Sally shrugged her shoulders. “I don’t know. I might consider it. I mean I’m going to have to get over my fears someday, just like you did.”

“I don’t know about him, Sally. Umm do you like him? He seems kind of cold, and I don’t know, stuck up.”

“Really? I think he’s nice.”

“Well if you do, be careful. Remember your advice to me? Men can’t be trusted.”

Sally placed her arm over her sister’s shoulder. “Hey, you found two that can be trusted.”

Alexa smiled. “I sure did. You will, too, someday. Just promise to be careful, will ya? There’s something about Garret that bothers me.”

Sally was a bit taken aback. She had that tiny sensation for a fraction of a second in between those sultry looks he gave her and his sparkling blue eyes. He was a nice-looking man. She wanted a boyfriend though. She wanted to feel cared for in that way just like Alexa, Susanna, Juliet, and Paula. If it was ever going to happen, then she needed to make an effort.

They headed to work, and Sally hoped that she didn’t just make a huge mistake in accepting the date with Garret.

* * * *

“You better slow down, Mason, you’re going to be wasted,” Steven told his brother as Mason guzzled down another beer. Michael and Chad laughed.

“I don’t know why you two don’t just ask Sally out. You both are infatuated with her. What’s the fucking holdup?” Michael asked.

Mason slammed his bottle down on the bar.

“Look who’s talking. You two waited over a year to make a move on Alexa. Mason is trying to get comfortable with civilian life. He was offered a position with the K-9 unit with Dallas SWAT. He does incredible things with the Rottweilers.”

“You sure do, Mason. That would be a great job. Is it part time?” Michael asked.

“Yeah. I’m going in next week to talk with them. I’ll decide if I want to.”