A Wildly Seductive Night: (Seductive Nights: Julia & Clay Book 3.5) Read Online Free PDF

get me drunk and take advantage of me, aren’t you?” Charlotte said with a wink, as she bumped her hip against Julia.
    Julia pinched Charlotte’s butt, and her friend pretended to squeal. “Don’t you know it, girl. I’ve always wanted a blonde.”
    Julia adored her neighbors, Charlotte and Spencer. They were in the same business, and the pair of newlyweds owned and operated three popular bars in Manhattan called The Lucky Spot. The funny thing was Charlotte and Spencer had actually been inspired to start their business one night a few years ago at Speakeasy after they’d tried Julia’s signature drink. They’d come to Julia’s establishment on her recommendation to Spencer. Now the late twenty-something couple was married and Charlotte had moved into his home, so they were neighbors as well as colleagues.
    “Okay, so this Pinkie Pie drink is a no-go,” Julia said, dumping the rest of it down Charlotte’s sink. Julia had been mixing like a chemist the last few days in the hope of demolishing the whippersnapper on the show. Clay had sampled a few of her drinks, but she wanted input, too, from those in the biz. Clay was busy with Carly, so this Saturday afternoon was the perfect time to test her creations.
    “Bye, bye, Pinkie Pie,” Charlotte said in a singsong voice, waving to the remnants of the drink that circled the drain.
    Julia parked her hands on her hips, and studied the range of bottles on the counter, debating which to test next. “Vodka? Gin? Tequila?” Then she realized what was missing. “Brandy!”
    Charlotte’s big brown eyes sparkled. “I have an idea. What if you tried something like a Jack Rose?”
    Julia hummed her approval at the suggestion of the applejack-and-grenadine-based mixed drink. “That’s not a bad idea! I could try a little variation on the grenadine to make it feel new and fresh. Maybe add a splash of another spirit?”
    The two women grabbed keys and purses, made a quick journey to the store, and returned with applejack brandy, lime juice, and pomegranate juice instead of grenadine. When they returned, Julia worked her best magic as she mixed up the drink.
    As she handed the cocktail glass to Charlotte, she heard the front door open. Charlotte snapped her gaze toward the noise as her husband strolled in from a run, clad in basketball shorts and a gray T-shirt with streaks of sweat beading down the front.
    “Hello ladies,” he said playfully, his green eyes lighting up as he took in the sight of the kitchen, the counters covered with liquors and potions, and two women concocting all sorts of flavor profiles. “No one told me we were having a party on a Saturday afternoon.”
    “We’re trying to help Julia destroy JT,” Charlotte said, catching Spencer up on the challenge the contestant had thrown down.
    Spencer sneered. “That guy is such a tool,” he said with a scoff. “How did you even let him on the show?”
    Julia held up her hands as if she were wiping them clean of the man. “I don’t handle the casting! I’ve got to assume the producers thought he’d make for good entertainment, and he seems to have done just that. But how do you know him?”
    “I went to the bar he tends in SoHo once. He makes good drinks, but he’s terrible with the service. He only waits on pretty ladies. Everyone else can get in line and twiddle their thumbs the whole time.”
    “So you needed us with you,” Charlotte joked. “You were just a lonely, thirsty man.”
    Spencer laughed, keeping it up. “It was awful. I was so parched.”
    “Too bad he doesn’t like the handsome men, or you’d have scored all the free drinks from him,” Charlotte teased, cupping Spencer’s cheek.
    “He also came to Lucky Spot one night. Don’t you remember? He tried to hit on you.”
    Julia cracked up, loving the back and forth between the couple. “Oh Spencer, you’re too adorable. How on earth is your beautiful wife going to remember the night someone came into the bar to hit on her? It