Reviews for Saxon James

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Auggie flags down the bartender as I slide into the free stool and turn my attention to the man sitting next to me. He’s all big eyes and flushed cheeks, and when he turns his overeager attention back on me, I immediately soften toward him.

“You okay after today?” I find myself asking. I’d been prepared to ignore what happened, but I genuinely want to know.

His stare drops to the bar top. “Yeah, just one of those things, right?”

My bullshit sensors are in overload again. “Right.”

“Besides, plenty more fish in the sea …”

“I think that refers to dating.”

“Don’t see why it can’t apply here.”

Okay, he’s got me there. “True.”

When the drinks arrive, he nudges mine toward me and props his chin in his hand. “Did I stain your floor?”

“Nah. Nothing a little sanding won’t fix. Seriously, don’t worry about it.”

He watches me for a moment. “Since I’ll probably never see you again after tonight, can I tell you something?”

“Shoot.”

“I’m a total screwup,” he says on a sigh. “That’s why Dad won’t hire me and why I don’t have any references. The few places who have hired me haven’t kept me around for long, and none of them are anyone I want a potential employer talking to.”

“I kinda got the, ah, clumsy impression.”

“What could have given you that idea?” His tone is flat, even as he looks mortified.

I can’t help it—I start to laugh. “Is that how all your interviews go?”

“Only the good ones.”

“Poor Auggie.”

For some reason, the disappointment on his face melts away. “I know, feel sorry for me.”

“Nah, something tells me you’ll be okay.”

“Well, you were literally my last hope, so I’ll have to be okay doing something else with my life.”

“Oh yeah, like what?”

“Maybe I’ll take up sculpting. And be a, umm, sculp…tist?”

“I think they’re called artists.”

“Are they?”

I snort. “I don’t know. But you should probably figure it out before you print business cards.”

“I guess it’s back to the drawing board.”

I sip my drink quietly for a moment. “What do you want in a job?”

“Something physical, or at least varied. My attention span is way too short for sitting at a desk all day. Preferably outdoors.”

“What about … fisherman?”

“Gross.”

“Sports coach?”

“As well as clumsy, I’m exceptionally uncoordinated. Next!”

“Umm … miner? Logger?”

“You’re terrible at this.”

“Remind me which of us has a job.” I keep my voice kind so I don’t bring him down again.

Auggie orders two shots, and I’m not about to turn down free Jäger. We both throw them back, and I watch Auggie cringe through his.

“It’s no use. At this point, I should cut my losses and go into porn.”

I choke on my drink because that’s the last thing I was expecting an innocent-looking guy like Auggie to say. His eyes are starting to look a bit glassy and unfocused though, so I guess the alcohol is talking. “There’s a market for everything, I suppose.”

“Hey!” He gives me a little nudge. “I’ll have you know I’m quite confident in what I have.”

And even if Auggie isn’t my type, I’m red-blooded enough to recognize he’s sexy as hell in a twink kinda way. “Send me your OnlyFans and I’ll show my support.”

“Why?” He leans a little closer and wets his pink bottom lip. “I could give you a free show tonight.”

Never Just Friends Series

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