Free Vampire Romance: Obsession With Brothers Of The Night (BBW Paranormal Menage Vampire Romance) by Kalena Lyons Page A

displays of rudeness.
    “While you’re standing there getting all warmed up, Simone,” the chubby, grizzled coffee enthusiast made his voice heard above the music that resounded through the walls around them, “The coffee pot in your hand is growing cold.” he paused here, adding as he rolled his eyes heavenward, “So why don’t you get your chunky butt over here and bring me some brew?”
    Immediately the crowd fell silent, and all music subsided, as Simone turned to fix her rude customer with a cold, hard gaze.
    “Well as it turns out, Harry,” she told him finally, tone flat and cool, “The coffee pot in my hand is growing cold—so out and out icy, in fact, that I’m sure you’ll want none of its icky cold contents. So, as a courtesy to you, I shall at this point refuse you service and bid you good evening.”
    A resounding round of applause met these pointed words, an ovation that did not escape the notice of the man who’d just been asked to clear the premises.
    “Go ahead, you politically correct hipsters, speak up for the fat girl because you feel sorry for her,” he scoffed, making a broad and very rude gesture down the length of Simone’s short, rubenesque form. “But you’re not about to embarrass me or drive me out of the place where I spend my good, hard earned money every evening.”
    He fell silent and suddenly two tall muscular men flanked his table; males who had cleared the stage at the center of the room in lightning fast, catlike strides before confronting the heathen who insulted their hostess.
    “You will apologize,” Chase demanded, balling his sturdy fists at his sides as his muscles flexed to daunting effect. 
    “And then you will leave,” Taylor growled with a nod, adding with a brief, meaningful look in the direction of a stalwart Simone, “Just as the lady has directed.”
    Harry stared at them a moment, shaking his head from side to side as he rose from the table.
    “Well from what I’ve heard about the two of you,” he said finally, adding over his shoulder as he headed for the door, “I’d better stay on your good side.”
    And with these words, he was gone.
    Simone grinned as the entire coffee house erupted in a second round of applause; this one reserved for the now beaming brothers who bowed low before their adoring public.
    As the patrons of her establishment went back to chatting amongst themselves, Simone addressed her heroes.
    “Thanks, you two,” she told them, linking her hands with theirs as she added, “Rest assured that, in addition to more than earning your artist’s stipend tonight, you’ll also get an extra special bonus for your personal protection services,” she paused here, adding with a shrug and a skittish grin, “A bonus that likely will take the form of a bagel. With cream cheese, if you’re good and fortunate. And perhaps even a choco cinnamon roll, if we have any fresh baked.”
    The brothers laughed.
    “Well actually, darling, as tempting as that sounds, there is another way that you can repay us,” Chase offered, adding with the appealing flash of his deep crystalline eyes, “We’d very much like you to come out with us this evening after the show.” He paused here, adding with a mysterious glance in his brother’s direction, “We know the night life of this town pretty well—and we’d love to take you out and show you a good time.”
    Simone froze, just vaguely wondering if she had lost her powers of hearing and comprehension.  Could it be that these two gorgeous, charming young men had just asked her out on a date—with both of them?
    “Criminy,” she said aloud, adding with a blasted weak attempt at a casual laugh, “Listen, you guys don’t have to thank me for this gig. And you don’t have to try to cheer me up; believe me, flagrant public humiliation is just part and parcel of just about any customer service job, mine included….”
    “You mistake our motivation, dear lady,” Taylor interrupted emphasizing his