Mr. Right Now: Vol. 1: Party Boys Who Get What They Want Read Online Free PDF

her hand, finally appearing to recognize her.
    Tears pool in her eyes as Eli has the woman giggling and moaning in his lap. Chloe shakes her head in his direction. “No,” she whispers. “Please.”
    “Let’s get this shit show on the road.” Dax slams his hand down on the table, clattering the plates. “I want to get an hour or two of rest before going out, and it looks like Eli already landed him some grade-A pussy.”
    “Enough. This is business, and you two are being assholes.” Kam’s voice is threatening and his message clear.
    The blonde jumps from Eli’s lap as he settles up to the table and begins to cut his large steak. His movements are slow and steady as he slices into the meat and takes a bite at a time while staring at Chloe. She uses her napkin to dab at her eyes, trying to make all the tears disappear.
    Cole addresses the group. “We are willing to sign the current contract under certain circumstances.”
    “Excellent. We look forward to working with you,” Clint offers before hearing him out.
    “We want Chloe as our representative on this job until it’s complete, if we’re happy with Seidman Construction and the flow of the work. We’ll pay ten thousand now, and the other half when Made To Sin is up and running here in L.A. We feel this is more than fair.”
    Clint picks his jaw up from the table. Shock covers his face, and he’s left speechless.
    Chloe steps up and handles the situation. “That does sound fair, Mr. Sterling, but this is Clint’s project, and he will be more than capable of working through it with you.”
    “And that’s exactly why we want you, Chloe.” Cole points to Clint. “We don’t need a smooth talker behind us. We need the brains, and that means you.”
    Eli reaches under the table and produces one of the thick folders, passing it to Chloe. She takes it with a steady hand, hardly able to believe what they want. They’re asking for her. Motherfuckers. It will be several more months of the Sterling men in her life. All she needed was them to sign the paperwork and send their happy little asses down the road along with Clint as their go-to person.
    Chloe opens the folder to see four signatures scrawled in black ink on all the correct lines. She lets out a sigh and grabs a pen, scribbling out the additions, and then signs it. Clint signs his name. Chloe Thompson has just signed herself over to the Sterlings, and something in her gut is screaming she’ll never survive this.
    “Shots,” Cole yells across the restaurant. The server is in front of them with a tray full of clear liquid shots in a heartbeat. She places the tray down, and the men pass out shots. Eli slides one across the table in her direction. Chloe’s fingers wrap around the glass and she raises it up in the air, following suit with the men.
    “To Chloe. To Made To Sin, and one hell of a ride,” Eli toasts. The whole table tilts back the liquid. Club music seeps in from the bar.
    “Fuck, I miss the life,” Dax says, standing.
    He grabs Chloe’s hand, dragging her to her feet, and begins dancing with her. Chloe finds her body dancing back against Dax. It shocks her because he’s the last guy she’d ever touch, but she plays into the game. His hands roam her ass as he maneuvers her over to the bar. They enter a small swinging door. The heat from the dancing bodies hits them hard as the music blares.
    Only Dax Sterling would have enough balls to pull a business partner onto a dance floor and begin grinding with her. The shot warms up Chloe’s tummy and sends a buzzing sensation through her blood. Glancing over Dax’s shoulder, she sees the rest of their group leaning against the bar watching them.
    As Chloe looks around the dance floor, there are only a few others dancing to the thumping music. Dax spins her around in his arms, pressing her back up against his chest and splaying his hands out across her pelvic arch. Chloe pushes back on Dax, encouraging him.
    Eli’s friend joins him at the