Juice: The O'Malleys Book 1, contemporary Adult Romance by Michelle McLoughney Page A

pictured herself fisting it. In her mind she pulled his head back to lick his Adams apple and nipped at the base of his neck where his stubble ended. Oh sweet Jesus, this is ridiculous . She was twenty-four years old for heaven’s sake, not seventeen. He was hairy she noted, she liked that. Where his watch sat on his wrist, black hair swirled around and disappeared up his sleeve. Cass wondered if he had a lot of hair “down there” too. Jonathan had favoured a back, sack and crack wax. She hadn’t been a fan. He was quite vocal about how much he would have liked her to be completely hairless too. She had never agreed to it and was glad she hadn’t given in to every demand he had made of her. Especially considering what a knuckle dragging fucker he had turned out to be. She just knew Rory’s balls were hairy. He had that look about him. Why am I imagining Rory O’Malley’s balls? Seriously, I need to get laid!   She took a huge gulp of wine and smiled at Rory as Carlo prepared to take their order.
    “What dirty things have you on your mind?” Rory back smiled at her and winked.
    Cassidy swallowed her wine the wrong way and started to cough and splutter.
    “Jesus, forgive me. That was totally inappropriate.”
    Rory jumped up and began to clean the table and pat her face with a serviette.
    “You just had a look on your face like you were hungry for something.”
    Yeah, your hairy balls! Cass shook her head and took another drink from her water glass, still coughing.
    “No. No you’re fine, really. It just went down the wrong way.” She all but slapped his hand away. He stayed beside her a look of concern on his face.
    “Seriously, I’m fine thank you.” God, please let the ground swallow me up. Now!
    She looked up at him and nodded. He looked a bit uncertain but smiled at her as he sat back down.
    “Perfect. Sooooooooo, how would you like your steak?”
    “Medium, please.”
    “Two medium steaks please Carlo, all the trimmings too. And a bottle of the house cabernet sauvignon too.” Carlo nodded and headed off towards the kitchen.
    “Hope that’s okay? I thought I’d get rid of him as quickly as I could. He tends to hang around for a chat, especially if there is a beautiful woman in the vicinity.”
    Cassidy blushed under his gaze.
    “All the trimmings, what does that entail? Sounds interesting.”
    “Ah, a woman after my own heart”, he stopped then and looked at her. Would she be gentle with a man’s heart ?
    “Umm… all the trimmings are, home cut fries, onions, mushrooms, garlic and pepper sauce, baby broccoli shoots and French beans and a little secret somethin’, somethin.’ He faked an American southern drawl that had her smiling widely at him.
    “And yes, I eat here a lot and have designed the dish to suit my own appetite and general whim. I seriously could eat this meal every day.” He blew out a breath and raised his glass to his lips, not drinking, just holding it at his mouth.
    “Well then, I can’t wait to dig in. Please tell me you make them provide a side of tomato sauce. I can’t have steak and chips without it!”
    Rory leaned in and crooked his finger at her to draw towards him. He spoke to her seriously.
    “Cassidy, it would be a crime for anyone to serve fries without ketchup.”
    He was close enough for her to smell the sweet wine on his breath. Her eyes darted to his lips, and she unconsciously licked hers. Rory’s eyes caught the movement and he tilted his head and moved in towards her. They stayed like that for a few seconds, until Cassidy pulled back suddenly and stood up muttering ‘bathroom’ before shooting off towards the double doors to her left. She stood with her head against the coolness of the bathroom mirror banging it lightly. NONONONONONO! This was not the way to conduct a business meeting. Why did it have to be him? Why did he have to be the one who lit up her knickers like a Halloween bonfire! She hadn’t been this turned on and this hot for a