8
“Do me a favor?” Kieran asked Sera, leaning in close to keep his words private.
The bar they’d chosen was a hip Uptown place, all dark walls, gleaming bottles and posh young customers. It was booming tonight. When Sera mentioned wanting to find a place to sit, the brothers had been forced to intimidate a whole flock of twenty-something guys in button-ups to get this tiny corner booth. She’d gotten her wish, and now she was pressed tightly between Kieran and Kellan as she sipped her elegant-looking champagne cocktail.
“What’s that?” Sera said, her ruby-tinged lips curling up into a smile.
“Only ever wear that dress,” he suggested, reaching down to tug the thigh-length hem. The white silk cocktail dress set off her skin and revealed her fantastic legs and cleavage to full advantage. “O
