Carol Lynne

Opening the heavy bar door, he tried to adjust his eyes to the dim lighting inside. He walked toward his usual table in the back and took a seat. Lilly came right over.

“Hi, gorgeous. You want the usual?” Lilly cracked her gum and winked at him. He’d known Lilly since she was a girl in pigtails. She was only twenty-one now, and he didn’t understand what her momma was thinking letting a beauty like her work in a rowdy cowboy bar.

“Yeah. Give me the usual.” Sonny finally looked around. “Seems kinda dead in here tonight.” Sonny adjusted his black dress Stetson. This was one place that taking it off wasn’t necessary.

Lilly nodded her head. “Yeah, that’s why I’m taking off as soon as I get your order. The new bartender, Garron, will bring it over. I’ll make sure I get your beer first though.” With another wink, Lilly walked up to the bar and talked to the bartender. Gary? Garron. That was it.

Sonny looked at the hulking man behind the bar, definitely his type. Shoulder length dark brown hair held back in some sort of ponytail. He was big, at least six three with shoulders wider than a barn. He looked a little rough too. That was also how Sonny liked them. If he wanted sweetness and walks in the moonlight he’d be dating a woman. No, Sonny liked his sex hard and fast. Men just didn’t require all the other. Sure a quick snuggle before he got up and went home was fine, but he didn’t want anyone hanging on to him all the time. When he’d worked for the FBI in Dallas he’d had his share of rough looking biker dudes like this one. They were, by far, his favourite. They never wanted any ties from him. Sex on a regular basis and they were good to go.

Lilly brought him out of his musings by setting his beer in front of him. “I’ll catch you later. How are Ranger and Ryker by the way? I haven’t seen them in here lately.”

Sonny smiled at Lilly. Everyone in town knew she’d had a crush on his twin brothers for years. “Good, the feedlot is going gang busters right now. You should stop in sometime and say hi.” Sonny was an evil man and he knew it, his brothers had spent the last four years skirting poor Lilly.

“I might have to do that. See ya later.” Lilly took off her dingy apron as she walked toward the bar. She went behind it and picked up her purse saying something to the delicious bartender and pointing toward Sonny. She waved as she walked out the door.

Taking a good swallow of his beer, Sonny continued to watch the bartender. He could see a tribal tattoo of some kind on the back of the guy’s neck. It reached around his sides like talons. Fuck that was hot. Sonny wondered if he had any more hidden on his body. From this distance he could tell he had one on each arm plus the one on his neck. What the hell was a biker dude doing in Summerville? Right now Sonny didn’t care. As long as he had this nice piece of muscled man to look at, he’d be coming into the Zone more often.

Sonny almost swallowed his tongue as the perfect specimen of manhood came walking toward him with his rib dinner. His eyes were black as coal, framed with long black lashes. Sonny swept his eyes quickly down the long length of the man. Mmm…legs that wouldn’t quit ended in a much bigger than average bulge in his low-rise jeans. The tight yellow Dead Zone T-shirt accentuated his sun bronzed skin to perfection. Yum.

His meal was set in front of Sonny bringing him out of his lustful haze. “Rib platter, right?”

Looking up into the face of the God, Sonny nodded and cleared his throat. “Yeah. Could I trouble you for another beer before you leave?”

“No trouble at all.” Garron walked back to the bar.

Sonny watched that perfect ass move across the room. He slid his hand down under the table and tried to adjust his steel hard shaft. When Mr. Perfect brought his beer, Sonny smiled. “Looks like I’m your only customer. Care to sit a spell and have a drink with me?” Sonny picked up a sloppy barbequed rib and started eating as he waited for Garron’s answer.

Garron watched Sonny eat for a couple seconds then nodded. “I think you could damn near talk me into anything. I’ll go get a drink.”