Free Some Like It in Handcuffs by Christine Warner Page A

girls.” Benny stepped in front of Sunny as she picked mustache hairs from her lip.
    Damn, he’d have to act fast. “Let me give you the four-one-one old man, this is my girl . ”
    Judson stood then glanced at Sunny. Even though she glared at him with cold eyes, hands on hips, and foot tapping the floor, she looked downright sexy. The twitch between his legs begged him to jump across the counter and drag her into his arms for a more thorough kiss. He stiffened his stance to resist.
    “Whoa, cue ball, you wait—” Throwing in the nickname referring to his bald head was a great touch. She played her angry part well, but then again, she wasn’t acting.
    “Sunny baby, you need to fill this old coot in about us. You didn’t go and find yourself another sugar daddy did you?”
    Sunny winced.
    Judson smirked.
    And Benny looked from one to the other.
    Judson loved this. Her stunned expression as she looked from him to Benny more than made up for the lengths he’d gone to for his disguise.
    “Don’t baby me.” Her eyes were mere slits. “And, for your information this is my boss. Not my sugar daddy.”
    “Or anyone else’s for that matter.” Benny’s voice was devoid of emotion.
    Sunny directed her words to Benny. “This is my arrogant ex, Judson. Although he’s annoying, pig headed and bad mannered, he’s harmless.” Sunny narrowed her gaze when she turned toward Judson.
    For the most part Benny relaxed and extended his hand to Judson. An edge of tenseness remained around his mouth, but Sunny guessed he’d get over it soon enough. “If Sunny says your okay, then you’re welcome anytime. I’m Benny, Benny Griggs.”
    “My friends call me Jud.” Judson grinned and the men shook hands. “The ladies call me cue ball.” He winked at Sunny, sliding his palm across his scalp. Both men laughed when she rolled her eyes.
    “Get over yourself.” Sunny shook her head. “I’ve got work to do.” She stomped toward the other end of the bar just as an over exuberant customer yelled for another round.
    ****
    Sunny rested her hip against the bar while she talked to Kelly Hartford, a new girl Benny had hired to dance a few nights a week, and bring the club into the twenty-first century with a website.
    As Sunny looked over her shoulder to shoot Judson the stink eye, he only smiled, wiggled his brows, and continued his conversation with Benny.
    “Isn’t that cute?” Kelly cooed. “Looks like Benny’s got himself a new friend.”
    “Yeah, super cute,” Sunny grunted.
    “Not only a new friend, but a hot-a-licious one at that.” Kelly’s tongue slid over her bright red lips lit up like a neon sign. “He’s gorgeous, Sunny. How do you know him?”
    Sunny shrugged and looked away. “He’s my ex.”
    She didn’t like lying to Kelly. They were close in age and something about Kelly was different than the others she’d met at the bar, they’d bonded in an instant. She seemed out of place and Sunny’s intuition nagged her that the other girl was there for more than just a paycheck. But then again, she had reason to doubt her instincts.
    “Hmm, ex-what?” Kelly giggled and squeezed Sunny’s hand. “Ex-boyfriend, ex-lover, ex-husband, or extraordinary.”
    Sunny laughed and swooshed her hand away. “Kelly, you’re naughty. But, I like it.”
    “Hey….hey, Sunny-girl.” One of the regulars slurred from across the floor. “How bout you wiggle your purty little fanny over here with another round.”
    “Yeah, yeah. Hold your horses, Joe.” She turned from Kelly to fill a tray with several beers for the group seated around the table. They were short staffed tonight, so Sunny had to tend bar and wait tables.
    “Come on, Sunny-girl, we’re drying up over here.” Another man at their table called.
    Sunny laughed in good humor. They liked to give her a hard time, but they were harmless. “Maybe if you tipped better I’d move faster.”
    “You’re breaking our hearts.” Joe placed his hand over his