Here’s a little smoking hot teaser for you from JS Cooper and Helen Coopers new series!!
The Private Club is a new series that follows, Meg, Katie’s best friend from The Ex Games!
“Are you here about the position?” A lady looked me over in my short tight dress and pointed me towards a door. “Go in there, he’s waiting for you.”
“He?” I looked at her uncertainly. “Can you tell me his name please? I don’t want to go into the interview without knowing it.” I gave her a small smile and she looked at me like I was crazy.
“You don’t need to know his name. Just go and wait in there. He’ll come and get you.”
I sat there waiting in the dark hallway playing with my long red wig, wondering what the hell I was doing. I knew nothing about bartending and frankly I didn’t really even care to learn. I was still in shock that I’d been fired from my associate position at the law firm I’d worked so tediously for. This was not a part of my life plan. I was meant to be on a partner track, not a drinking for free track. I bit my lower lip as I tried to stop myself from laughing hysterically. I didn’t even know if I would be allowed to drink for free as a bartender. I jumped up, ready to leave, when a door opened.
“You here for the interview?” The voice was dark and mysterious. I looked up to see the man’s face, but it was hidden in the shadows. I shivered slightly as the cold air ran over my skin.
“Uhm, yes.” I managed to squeak out and walked towards the door.
“What’s your name?” He asked in a voice that was close to a growl.
“Jada.” I paused right in front of him and looked up slowly. “My names, Jada.” I swallowed hard as I lied. I stared at the man in front of me. He was about 6”4, with dark blue eyes and dark blond hair. I stared at his muscles through his well-fitting white shirt. The crisp white of his shirt complimented his golden tan and his perfect white teeth. “What’s your name?” I gave him a small smile and waited for his answer. He stared at me blankly for a few seconds and then turned around and walked back into the office. I stood there uncertainly, not knowing what to do.
“Are you coming?” He looked back at me and I hurried in after him.
“Sorry, I didn’t know.” I mumbled and wanted to slap myself. You are a strong, smart, independent women, Meg O’Riley, I lectured myself. You are a lawyer, do not act like a punk.
“You didn’t know what?” He raised an eyebrow at me and I felt my face flushing.
“Nothing.” I shook my head. “I’m just here for the bartending interview.”
“Bartending?” He stared at me for a second and laughed. His gaze fell down to my partially exposed chest and the long expanse of my legs. “Sure.”
“I am.” I protested too loudly. I stared at him again for a second. Something felt slightly off in this whole situation.
“Take your clothes off.” He sat down and started playing with some papers on his desk.
“What?” My voice was loud as my mouth fell open.
“I said, take your clothes off.” He looked back up at me. “Now.”
“I heard you.” This time my voice was firm. “The what you heard wasn’t me asking you to repeat yourself, but more a vocal expression of my shock and anger.”
“Shock and anger.” He cocked his head and really looked at me then. His eyes studied my face and narrowed. “You’re not really here for a bartending gig are you?”
“That is what the advertisement said.”
“Hold on.” He picked his phone up, but his eyes never left mine as he spoke. “This is Greyson.”
I watched his lips as he spoke. Greyson. Nice name. He didn’t look like a, Greyson. He looked more like a Brody or a Josh. I looked around the room and starting shivering as I realized he was still staring at me body. I knew that I should just run out of the building and leave, but my feet wouldn’t move.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Brandon. You can’t tell me who I can and can’t hire.” Greyson’s voice was harsh. “No cute blondes named Meg have come in today. I gotta go.” He hung up the phone and stood up again, walking over to me slowly. “So, Jada, tell me more about you.” He stopped in front of me and leaned in towards me. I froze as his lips stopped a mere inch from mine. I didn’t know whether I should slap him across the face or close my eyes and wait for his kiss. For some reason my body went with the latter and I waited in sweet anticipation to feel his lips upon mine.
“So, Meg.” Greyson whispered in my ear lightly. “Tell me why, Brandon Hastings just called me and told me not to hire you?” My eyes opened slowly and I swallowed hard as I saw my wig in his hands. I looked into his eyes and I could see that he was laughing at me. I knew that I should turn away; Brandon had warned me not to come here and had called, Greyson and told him not to hire me. I knew that there had to be a reason. I looked at the door and debated myself for about ten seconds.
“I think the more important question is, do I have the job?” I ran my hands through my blond hair and shook it out. “Don’t you think?”
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