Opening Up
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 Lauren Dane

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“I should just look for the women and he’ll be there,” PJ said, tone dry.
“Really? Is that weird? I don’t know if I’d like that.”
PJ caught sight of that dark hair and he turned like she’d called his name. He started her way.
“It is weird. I don’t like it. But we’ve just started seeing each other. I have to deal with it because women seem to be drawn to him like bugs to a porch light. You’ll see. Here he comes.”
He stalked over to her and she watched every step. He had on a form-fitting T-shirt and his hair was pulled back from his face. He wore sunglasses and dark boots.
“I said, goddamn,” Julie whispered.
PJ grinned so hard her cheeks hurt. “I know. He’s even more like that when he’s in bed. All prowly and grrr and stuff. It’s so hot.”
“How do you even let him out of bed to start with?”
PJ laughed, leaning in very close to give her sister a one-armed hug and whisper, “His cock is pierced.”
“You get the fuck out of town!” Julie turned to her, eyes wide.
“I should have told you before. I thought you might be weirded out, but I misjudged you.”
“You certainly did if you thought I wouldn’t want to hear all about this later when it’s just the two of us. I’m not sure if I should worry about you or give you a high five.”
They were still laughing as Asa finally got over to them.
He kept coming until they were body to body, nose to nose, and he kissed her. Not a full-on carnal mouthfuck like he could also deliver, but a very nice hello all the same.
“I’ve been looking all over for you.” He turned to Julie and smiled. “You’re clearly related to PJ.” He held out a hand. “Asa Barrons.”
“We just got here about ten minutes ago. We were looking at my car and then trying to find you. Asa, this is my sister, Julie. Julie, Asa.”
“It’s good to meet you.”
Julie smiled up at Asa, already a little besotted, like every other woman seemed to be. “Nice to put a face to the person PJ talks about.”
Asa relaxed when Julie responded so warmly. Tenderness curled in PJ’s belly at the sweetness of that vulnerability. And because her sister was being so lovely and thought Asa was hot and charming.
And that was before he gave her the smile. A smile just for PJ. Sexy and sweet and super dirty. He schooled his features back to charming rogue and turned his attention to Julie. “Can I get you two a drink?”
“I can’t stay, actually.” Julie shrugged. “I have a meeting back at Colman with Fee.”
“That’s our uncle,” PJ explained to Asa.
“The one who treated you so badly.” He got all surly when he said it, and PJ wanted to sigh wistfully and twirl her hair around her finger.
“Yes, that’s the one.” Julie answered him first.
“Julie is the heart of the financial end of Colman. Our uncle is a figurehead, but it’s really Julie and to some extent our brother Shawn who are the guiding force there. Julie should be in charge, but she has no penis, which is apparently a prerequisite for that job as far as Fee and our father are concerned.”
Asa choked back a laugh and then said his good-byes to Julie, who gave PJ a discreet thumbs-up before she got into her car to leave.
Asa took her hand and led her over to the Twisted Steel tent area. “Have a drink. Are you hungry? We’ve got burgers and chips.”
But before she could answer, he dipped his head and kissed her, and this time there was definitely some mouthfucking going on.
Heat licked at his belly as he finally gave in and sank into her taste like he’d wanted to since he’d caught sight of her across the field.
She slid her arms around his neck and held on, giving over, opening up to him. He hummed his pleasure at that and the curves against him.
When he finally broke away she smiled up at him. “It’s a good thing I wore that kiss-proof lipstick.”
He laughed. “Still looks juicy.” He stole another kiss before turning her toward the bar area.
“Listen, Asa.” She put her hand on his forearm to stay him. “Thank you.”
“For what? Kissing like a rock star?”
She rolled her eyes before getting serious again. “For the car.” She jerked her chin at the Oldsmobile she’d done the triple metallic job on.
“It was my pick. Regardless of who I’m with, the work you did is top-notch. It’s good for Twisted Steel too.” Each month the different members of their group brought work to show off, and Asa had chosen the Olds not only because her work was fantastic, but because the kind of high-end custom client they wanted to attract would love it too.
“Thank you for that.”
He realized then that she’d been concerned. Her work was so good, it had never occurred to him she’d ever doubt herself. But of course she would, just like he did his own work at times.
“You’re welcome. Let’s keep making money together.”
“You got it.”
Her attention shifted and the intimate bedroom smile she’d had on tightened to something entirely different and totally platonic. He liked that.
Which was why when he turned to see Craig standing there with a hot redhead he didn’t punch the guy.
“Hey, Craig. Carmella, how are you?” PJ hugged the redhead and Asa let his mind wander just a bit until his pants got a little tight.