Club Alegria #6 is here! Miranda and Those Holland Boys continues the series where those Holland Boys find love one menage at a time. This one is a little longer than the others at 6653 words.
Here’s the blurb:
Accountant Miranda has a knack for messing up her computer. When handsome Jeremy Holland shows up to fix it, she can’t hide her interest. Jeremy is entranced by the gorgeous woman he’d shared a dance with months before, and he hopes his love of menage doesn’t scare her away.
Warnings: MFMMM, MF, bondage, exhibitionism, four smoking hot brothers who work together and share.
When she returned with an extra cup for Elena, she found a familiar man sitting at her computer, and her friend was nowhere around. With sculpted cheekbones, short blond curls, and clear blue eyes that twinkled with mirth, calling him handsome was an understatement. A step closer removed the cubicle wall as an barrier, and she took a moment to enjoy his amazing body. There was no way this man was from tech support. He was neither geeky nor awkward, and his muscles marked a man of action, the kind who could throw her over his shoulder and carry her up the stairs to throw her on the bed and…
Miranda shook away the images that were growing more pornographic as she pictured his mouth closing over her nipple. She’d met him several months before at a retirement party for three members of the nursing staff. They’d danced, and she figured he’s lost a bet because he’d looked everywhere but at her the entire time, and the conversation had been stilted.
“Hi,” she said. “Can I help you?”
He smiled, and the sparkle in his eyes turned impish. “Miranda St. James, I’ve come to save the day.”
Movies of the ways he could rescue her day wouldn’t stop playing in her brain. She frowned, more at them than at him. “Help me? How?”
He gestured toward her computer. “You’ve put in sixteen work orders for this machine in less than two months.”
She set her coffee on her desk and leaned against the edge. “Are you the computer fairy, come to replace this antiquated machine with something newer?”
He chuckled uncertainly. “Computer fairy? I’ve never been called that before. I’m Jeremy Holland, Quality Assurance Engineer. That’s a fancy way of saying you’ve broken this thing so many times, the boss has come to fix it.”
Miranda hedged. “I didn’t break it. The darn thing hates me.”
This time Jeremy looked her up and down. “I find it hard to believe that anything could hate you. Besides, computers don’t have feelings. They react to stimuli, that’s all.”
So did she, and the way he undressed her with a simple look was almost too much stimulation for her. It had been too long since she’d gone on a date, not that she was trolling for one at work. Besides, this guy was out of her league. He was hot and built, and she was currently engaged in a love affair with caramel-filled chocolate. He was a tech wizard, and she had was cursed when it came to the darn machines.
“Well, if the stimulation is when I lay a hand on the thing, then I must have one hell of an explosive touch.”
Things got awkwardly silent, and Miranda became embarrassingly aware of the innuendo in her assessment. Heat rode a bullet train up her neck and settled in her cheeks. Thankfully Jeremy only smiled, those sensual lips curving up with mirth. “Why don’t you tell me what happened, and we’ll see what kinds of bombs you’re setting off in the hard drive?”
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