Chapter 9
“Three gorgeous women at a time,” Leke’s husky voice drawled. “Lucky guy.”
Kurt grinned, reclining in his low-backed swivel barstool. “And I have dates with three of them this weekend.”
“And I can bet you’re going to sleep with all of them...”
“That’s part of the process, isn’t it?”
The two men chuckled.
“She got you three women in such a short time?” Leke asked, “She must be good.”
“Yes, Farida is professional. Thorough.” Kurt said, glancing at his brother on the stool beside him. Leke wore a black jeans jacket, a v-neck black t-shirt over blue jeans. His elbows leaned on the lighted bar counter, his fingers steepled.
Kurt added, “Maybe you should hire her.”
Leke tossed out a short laugh. “No, not for me. Not yet.”
“You always say that, lion.”
Leke widened his eyes. “
