Chase, Zara - Tigers' Temptation [Impulse 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Zara Chase Page B

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    “Hey, Layla, it’s nice to meet you.”
    “Er, likewise.” Layla found her hand engulfed by both of Rafe’s. “It’s a cool place you’ve got here.”
    “Thanks, we like it.”
    “What did I miss?”
    “This is Vilas Tanner,” Philo said. “Rafe’s partner.”
    Did that mean what Layla thought it meant? The two guys had an easy kind of intimacy that made her think of Mikael and Philo with their cocks tied together. She shook her head. It must definitely be something to do with the refined atmosphere that was giving her such fancy ideas.
    “Don’t let them overwhelm you,” said a feminine voice from behind the bar.
    “Come and meet Chantal,” Mikael said. “She’s Rafe’s wife.”
    “Hey, what about—”
    “Shut up, Vilas,” Philo said.
    “Oh yeah, sorry.”
    “Hi,” Chantal said, not giving Layla much time to wonder what that little dispute had been about. “Welcome to the madhouse. What would you like to drink?”
    “Er, white wine, if it’s no trouble.”
    “Girl after my own heart.” Chantal poured a glass for Layla and another for herself. “Cheers.” She clinked glasses with Layla. “Welcome to Impulse.”
    “Thanks, but I don’t intend to stay long.”
    “That’s what I said.”
    “How long have you been here?”
    “Two months.”
    Layla raised a brow. “And you met and married Rafe in that time. You’re a fast worker.”
    “Wouldn’t you have been, faced with those…I mean, with someone who looks like him? Besides, it only takes a moment to fall in love.”
    “Yes, I suppose it does.” Funny, but having met Mikael and Philo, Layla could relate to that sentiment. Not that she was in love with them, was she? No, of course not, but she did feel a connection toward them that was hard to explain. She’d certainly never known anything remotely like it before, even when she was convinced that she had been in love. “Have you gotten used to the thin air yet?”
    “Oh, yes, Rafe and Vilas sorted me out on that one.”
    “How did they manage that?”
    “You’ll find out for yourself,” Chantal said enigmatically. “If you decide to stay.”
    “Staying isn’t an option for me. I have other commitments.”
    Chantal tilted her head and flashed a knowing smile. “We’ll see.”
    “It seems kinda intimate in here. Everyone seems very comfortable with everyone else. Does it ever get rowdy?”
    “Not really. Impulse as a whole is the family I’ve always wanted. It sounds cheesy, but it’s true for all that. We really do look out for each other. It’s kinda nice.”
    Layla felt a sudden bout of loneliness. “Yes, I’m sure it must be.”
    Chantal excused herself to serve another customer, and Layla was approached by another woman.
    “Hi,” she said. “I’m Lily. Are they taking good care of you?”
    “Yes, they’re making me feel right at home.” She glanced around, trying to see where Mikael and Philo had got to without making it obvious that she was checking up on them.
    “They’re chatting to Rafe over in the corner. Something about council business, I think.”
    “Council?”
    “Oh, nothing to concern you. Here’s Rochelle. Have you met her yet?”
    “Hi,” Rochelle said. “I hear you enjoyed my cookies this afternoon.”
    “You made those? They were delicious.”
    “Glad you liked them.”
    “Rochelle oversees the catering in this establishment, including takeout,” Lily explained.
    “In that case, I shall be sure to eat in the restaurant before I leave.”
    Rochelle laughed. “I think that’s already in hand.”
    One person after another introduced themselves to Layla, making her feel more and more comfortable. Chantal was right. There really was a homely feeling to the people and the place. They treated her like they’d known her forever and as if they expected her to stay. She gave up trying to put them right on that after the first half hour. Mikael and Philo came and went, leaving her to chat to people, almost as though they