mother all about it over coffee in the morning. He groaned inwardly at the thought of that conversation.
As soon as the threesome hit the club, he quickly masked his reaction to the sight he saw on the dance floor. Jewel, Linda, and Dinah together, not looking like kitchen staff members any longer were grinding on the dance floor, and his Jewel was in the middle, in a short grape colored cocktail dress that was showing plenty of her thighs. And to hell if they weren’t sexy as hell. Her naturally bronzed skin gleamed under the dance floor lights like satin. They begged to be touched, or better yet, stroked. By him.
Instead of heading straight to where the three girls moved, he steered his sisters towards the bar and ordered them all a drink.
Eve leaned against the bar perusing the crowded scene happily. She knew she could fill another bar easily. And as Dawn climbed onto a bar stool next to her brother, she knew without a doubt her new project would be the lure for the younger crowd she wanted to see at The Mystic . It would become a favorite spot for the locals, and bring in the crowds from Jersey and New York on the weekends.
Dawn sipped her cocktail slowly. She enjoyed the fruity drink her brother had ordered, but wanted to make it last. She wasn’t much of a drinker, couldn’t handle more than a few. She scanned the crowd as well. But not for the same reasons her sister did. Her sister always got a lot of attention from the younger men in the crowd and a few looked like they were working up their courage to approach her. Her sister was stunning. Tall, like her brothers, with silky mahogany hair that fell in waves nearly all the way down her back. She could have been a model, but her love had always been music and dancing, and business. Dawn knew that was what her shrewd sister was thinking about. Business. Everything was about business to her. Turning a hefty profit.
Dawn turned back to her drink, envying how easily things had come to Eve. Although twins, they were like night and day. She was short, like their mother, but her skin was fairer like her brother Joseph. Her hair a lighter shade of brown was like his too. Eve had obviously gotten her height from her father, but her coloring and beauty were all Sassacus. She, on the other hand, must have inherited her father’s genes, she thought once more. Whomever, he was. Heck, her mom, didn’t even have a picture of him. And she didn’t like to talk about him much. She always got that far away, dreamy look in her eyes when they asked about him. Which wasn’t often anymore. They knew it must have been hard for her to answer all their questions when they were younger. But as far as she knew, her father was an only child, parents deceased, and had never planned on a long term relationship. His life didn’t have Connecticut in it. It was elsewhere, while Tawny had never wanted to leave her people, and her home.
Dawn didn’t like to dwell on it. Although it would have been nice to at least have a picture, she thought gloomily. Only her, it had ever seemed to bother. Not knowing him. She brushed those thoughts away as she focused on the music and any possible cute guy that might be a possibility.
Joseph picked up his drink and took a much needed swallow. The fire hit his belly and joined the fire he was feeling much lower as he watched Jewel dance across the room unaware of being observed by him, or half the men in the bar. He scanned the crowds making sure no one tried anything on the threesome, or his sisters for that matter, both beautiful in their own way. He felt a twinge of jealousy when he saw a man sidle up near them, but was relieved when he saw Dinah shoo the man away.
He willed himself to tamp down that emotion. He had no reason to feel jealous. It was only a girl’s night out. Beside him, his sister Dawn hopped down from her perch and stood beside Eve, taking her half empty glass with her. She moved to the music like she was ready to dance. They began
As soon as the threesome hit the club, he quickly masked his reaction to the sight he saw on the dance floor. Jewel, Linda, and Dinah together, not looking like kitchen staff members any longer were grinding on the dance floor, and his Jewel was in the middle, in a short grape colored cocktail dress that was showing plenty of her thighs. And to hell if they weren’t sexy as hell. Her naturally bronzed skin gleamed under the dance floor lights like satin. They begged to be touched, or better yet, stroked. By him.
Instead of heading straight to where the three girls moved, he steered his sisters towards the bar and ordered them all a drink.
Eve leaned against the bar perusing the crowded scene happily. She knew she could fill another bar easily. And as Dawn climbed onto a bar stool next to her brother, she knew without a doubt her new project would be the lure for the younger crowd she wanted to see at The Mystic . It would become a favorite spot for the locals, and bring in the crowds from Jersey and New York on the weekends.
Dawn sipped her cocktail slowly. She enjoyed the fruity drink her brother had ordered, but wanted to make it last. She wasn’t much of a drinker, couldn’t handle more than a few. She scanned the crowd as well. But not for the same reasons her sister did. Her sister always got a lot of attention from the younger men in the crowd and a few looked like they were working up their courage to approach her. Her sister was stunning. Tall, like her brothers, with silky mahogany hair that fell in waves nearly all the way down her back. She could have been a model, but her love had always been music and dancing, and business. Dawn knew that was what her shrewd sister was thinking about. Business. Everything was about business to her. Turning a hefty profit.
Dawn turned back to her drink, envying how easily things had come to Eve. Although twins, they were like night and day. She was short, like their mother, but her skin was fairer like her brother Joseph. Her hair a lighter shade of brown was like his too. Eve had obviously gotten her height from her father, but her coloring and beauty were all Sassacus. She, on the other hand, must have inherited her father’s genes, she thought once more. Whomever, he was. Heck, her mom, didn’t even have a picture of him. And she didn’t like to talk about him much. She always got that far away, dreamy look in her eyes when they asked about him. Which wasn’t often anymore. They knew it must have been hard for her to answer all their questions when they were younger. But as far as she knew, her father was an only child, parents deceased, and had never planned on a long term relationship. His life didn’t have Connecticut in it. It was elsewhere, while Tawny had never wanted to leave her people, and her home.
Dawn didn’t like to dwell on it. Although it would have been nice to at least have a picture, she thought gloomily. Only her, it had ever seemed to bother. Not knowing him. She brushed those thoughts away as she focused on the music and any possible cute guy that might be a possibility.
Joseph picked up his drink and took a much needed swallow. The fire hit his belly and joined the fire he was feeling much lower as he watched Jewel dance across the room unaware of being observed by him, or half the men in the bar. He scanned the crowds making sure no one tried anything on the threesome, or his sisters for that matter, both beautiful in their own way. He felt a twinge of jealousy when he saw a man sidle up near them, but was relieved when he saw Dinah shoo the man away.
He willed himself to tamp down that emotion. He had no reason to feel jealous. It was only a girl’s night out. Beside him, his sister Dawn hopped down from her perch and stood beside Eve, taking her half empty glass with her. She moved to the music like she was ready to dance. They began
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