Someone stepped up to the bar and blocked his view, breaking the spell and giving him some breathing room to process the random thought.
Frey’s nudge to his ribs gave Monty a welcome interruption, only noticing how his friends were all staring at him. “What?” His cheeks burned with embarrassment when Frey shook with laughter, and he recalled they were supposed to be going to the bar for a drink.
“Something or someone interesting behind the bar?” Wilder questioned with quivering lips.
Cassidy gave Monty a worried look, one Monty didn’t get. Unless… Cassidy was interested in the guy who’d caught all of Monty’s attention.
Crap!
He debated with himself for a second before deciding he didn’t want to waste his time if Cassidy already had a thing with the giant behind the bar and had laid claim. He’d never poach, even for a one-night stand.
“Who’s that behind the bar?” Monty nodded in the direction of the man mountain, who had moved on to serve another customer, continuing to wear the sexy grin.
“Which one?” Visibly stiffening, Cassidy lost his friendly tone.
“Huh?” Was there more than one big guy behind the bar?
Monty glanced from Cassidy to search behind the bar and felt the heat in his already hot cheeks increase at missing seeing another big guy serving. Not as big, but still unmissable if one was paying attention!
“The one with buzzed gray hair,” Monty explained, to remove any confusion, when he glanced back at Cassidy.
He witnessed Cassidy visibly relax, giving Monty the idea that he was indeed interested, just in the other man—thankfully. “That’s Kendrick. He runs the bar with Trey, the owner.”
“Trey, is he your boyfriend?” asked Frey, wearing a coy smile when Cassidy didn’t hide the possessiveness.
Cassidy shook his head, but his expression suggested he was fibbing. “No… we’re…”
Looking a little lost and understanding his friend, Monty threw himself under the taxicab. Cassidy clearly knew Kendrick. “Is Kendrick single?”
“As far as I know.” Cassidy glanced about cautiously. “Though you might wanna steer clear of him ‘cause I’ve heard he’s more into threesomes,” he continued, keeping his voice low.
“Really?” Wilder wore the same wide-eyed look that Monty was fairly convinced matched his own. His pulse skyrocketed as the earlier unbidden image of him sandwiched between Rue and Kendrick popped right back into his head, seeding itself with no watering on Monty’s behalf. Except his cock had taken notice. He dropped his gaze to check he wasn’t making a show of himself.
“So I’ve heard,” Cassidy answered, unaware that he’d hooked Monty’s interest better than someone deep-sea fishing for fun.
“Let’s go get a drink,” Wilder hadn’t finished speaking before he was marching up to the bar, “and introduce ourselves.”
Monty gave chase.
We saw him first, his otter pointed out.
And Monty didn’t argue. They had!
Chapter Four
Kendrick
The unmistakable interest coming from the guy, Monty, who’d arrived with Cassidy and then sauntered to the bar, giving him a sultry-eyed once over, had given Kendrick a solid hum of desire he hadn’t felt in a while. His interest increased as he spent a few minutes listening to Monty banter with his friends.
When his friends headed towards the dance floor, Monty lingered, his fingers running up the side of the beer glass as he held Kendrick’s stare.
“I’m only here a few more days in Bayfield,”—he traced his tongue over his lower lip making it glisten in the overhead lights and drawing Kendrick’s attention—“I don’t suppose you’re interested in getting to know each otherin a more private setting?”
His sexual preferences fell into dominating a couple rather than just one guy. He got off on watching—directing—before he joined in. He also liked to fuck hard, and though omegas and betas could hold their own, he struggled to let go the same ashe would with an alpha. Hence why he preferred couples, so he could fuck the alpha while he was buried balls deep in an omega. A win-win for him.
Yet the arousal he had going on suggested Monty would be enough of a challenge for a night or two while he passed through.
Kendrick inclined his head, a dirty smile appearing to reveal his wild side. “Yep, private works for me. I gotta close up at midnight. That work for you?”
