Barely Legal

Barely Legal

Lizzie T. Leaf

Cougar Club

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Katherine is a classy older woman escaping her two-timing director husband by going to Vegas for a quickie divorce. Barhopping, she meets Corin and life is about to unexpectedly change. Will this cougar keep her cub, or will she send him running for a playmate his own age?
 
PUBLISHED BY: Aspen Mountain Press
ISBN: 978-1-60168-179-9
PUBLICATION DATE: 2009
WORD COUNT: 32903
SEXUAL CONTENT RATING: 3 3 3
EBOOK READER RATING:
CATEGORIES: Romantic Fiction, Chick Lit/Hen Lit, Contemporary, Romantic Comedy, Romantic Suspense
KEYWORDS: Cougar, cub, older woman, younger man, erotic romance
 

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EXCERPT
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A gorgeous bare-chested, young man appeared across the table. "Can I get you something to drink?"

Who knew when Monique would make it back with their drinks and given the slow service, maybe it would be a good idea to order from this guy too. "Sure. How about a couple of pomegranate martinis?"

Knowing Monique didn’t care for flavored drinks, Katherine ordered them for sheer devilment. Screw it. Monique should have made it back sooner and if her friend didn’t want one, she’d drink both.

"No problem." He jotted down the order on a pad balanced on his tray and turned away. The Eye Candy turned out to be just as good from the back as the tight denim of his jeans emphasized his firm behind. She might be past her prime according to Rex, but she wasn’t dead and could appreciate a hot guy.

With each tick of the clock, the mob inside the club grew and by the time Katherine caught sight of Monique again, she was on the second martini. She polished it off as she watched her friend coming her way and thought, "Teach her to take so damned long. Not a heavy drinker, the vodka had started to produce a warm, light-headed glow in Katherine. Oh yeah, definitely getting a buzz here.

"Sorry it took me so long." Monique needed to wipe the feathers off her mouth because the cat had obviously eaten the canary. "Meet Blaine ." She tugged on the hand attached to hers and a young blond man stepped forward as he juggled two bottles of beer in the hand not entwined in Monique’s.

He was cute in a younger Rod Stewart sort of way, only with a better body, Blaine grinned. The gap in his teeth wasn’t exactly Monique’s style, but when her eyes dropped to the exposed chest, Katherine understood. Her friend had a thing for muscles and good old Blaine fit the criteria big time. She wouldn’t be surprised if there was a well defined six-pack under where the buttons still held his shirt together.

"And," Monique reached her other hand behind her and encouraged the man who brought up the rear to step forward, "this is Corin. I invited them to join us since they don’t have seats. It’s Corin’s birthday."

Great. Katherine almost groaned out loud. The thought of having to make small talk with a couple of Monique’s toys didn’t thrill her, even with an alcohol glow.

Corin wasn’t as muscular as Blaine , but still not bad, and his dark hair and eyes contrasted nicely with the blond Mr. America . Both were definitely in the running for Monique’s attention, Katherine decided. It might be fun to sit back and watch her play with the mice before she decided which one she wanted.

The dark-haired hottie held a martini in each hand and set them on the table, placing one in front of her and one close to Monique. Blaine slid one of the beers across to Corin, who somehow ended up beside her. Katherine studied the young man as he situated his long body in the booth and looked at her. What a baby! Monique really outdid herself with this guy. She seemed to going more toward the barely legal ones with each new conquest.

From the scowl on his face, Corin didn’t seem too happy about his party. "Happy birthday."

She raised her glass and clicked it against his beer bottle. At least he was twenty-one if he made it into this place, or he had a very good fake ID since the bouncers carded heavily at the door.

Oh well, not her problem. The only question for her was whether to attempt inane conversation about some stupid action movie, which of course would turn out to be one Rex produced, or spend the rest of the evening people watching. Of course, the way he clung to the edge of the booth, he acted like she had cooties and didn’t want to talk any way.

 
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