Title:
Twin Reasoning
Series:
Pool Boys #1
Author:
Dee Avila
Release
Date: October 6, 2014
SYNOPSIS
Sloan
Smith built a wall around his broken heart. After his ex-girlfriend
crushed him, he threw himself into the only thing that mattered: his
future.
Sloan’s life consisted of two things: the gym and sleep. The discipline it took to build his physique and push himself further than ever was worth it. Until his twin brother Sebastian presented him with a job, he couldn’t refuse. The money he would make with Divine Services would help him enter as many Body Building competitions as he could and help him reach his goal of being on stage in Vegas, sooner.
Katelynn Ashton, the only girl he cared about, couldn’t have chosen a worse time to admit her feelings for him. No matter how Sloan felt about her, he wouldn’t start a relationship with her while he was a Pool Boy.
Sloan’s life consisted of two things: the gym and sleep. The discipline it took to build his physique and push himself further than ever was worth it. Until his twin brother Sebastian presented him with a job, he couldn’t refuse. The money he would make with Divine Services would help him enter as many Body Building competitions as he could and help him reach his goal of being on stage in Vegas, sooner.
Katelynn Ashton, the only girl he cared about, couldn’t have chosen a worse time to admit her feelings for him. No matter how Sloan felt about her, he wouldn’t start a relationship with her while he was a Pool Boy.
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EXCERPTS
Excerpt 1
I am not looking forward to tonight. We are meeting Madame Elleanor
and Kyle, an old high school buddy of ours, at a small, local bar. My
dipshit of a brother found us a job; well, two actually.
Elleanor owns a pool cleaning service that is more like a front for
an escort service. Sebastian begged me to go to this meeting and keep
an open mind about joining their businesses.
I need the money. I have bodybuilding competitions coming up and
could use the money for registration. I began getting involved in the
bodybuilding scene during my junior year of high school but, at
twenty-three, this will be my first year to compete. I have packed on
close to twenty-five pounds of muscle since graduating. It is hard
work and takes a lot of discipline, but is well worth it. Someday, I
will be on the stage in Las Vegas competing for Mr. Olympia.
Sebastian squeals the tires as we round a corner. Pulling into the
parking lot, I see Kyle’s beat up old Dodge parked three spots in.
Back at, Ashlane High, Kyle Ashton was a senior when we were
freshman. Sebastian ran into him, again, a few months ago and they
had been hanging out together ever since. Kyle bartended at Eric’s,
the bar were we just parked. Even though the bar is in the heart of
San Jose, it is chill. I’ve been here my fair share of times. There
are many regulars and TV’s to watch sports. The older jukebox still
sounds good and isn’t insanely loud, like at a club. It is the
perfect spot to have this meeting and discuss our new adventure.
Yeah, right! Ok, maybe adventure isn’t the right word, more
like fornication.
Sebastian pulls me out of my mental conversation by flinging my door
open. “Dude, Slo, get out of the damn car.”
Fuck! I don’t want to do this. My brother had better realize
he owes me. I step out of the car, straighten my button-down shirt,
and mess with the sleeves I have rolled up to the elbow. “Fine.
Let’s do this. But you, asshole, you owe me big!”
I follow him inside the dark bar, rounding a sharp corner and head
for the bar along the far wall. I quickly scan the area and see it is
nearly dead. Two older guys occupy one booth and a young woman
sitting at the bar, alone, talking to the bartender. The place always
smells of smoke and mildew, even though you haven’t been able to
smoke in restaurants or bars for years. Sebastian marches ahead of me
to the farthest, darkest, corner in the bar.
In the circular booth, Kyle sits next to a woman who couldn’t have
been much older than we are. I take Elleanor in before we fully reach
them. She is wearing a dark business suit and has her straw colored
hair pulled back, neatly. She looks prim and proper, especially with
the librarian glasses that sit on the tip of her nose as she reads
over some paperwork.
“Hey, guys!” Kyle announces. Miss Prim and Proper pops her head
up. Elleanor takes in every inch of Bash before shifting her eyes to
me. Her thin lips twitch, but remain tightly sealed. Her left eyebrow
quirks, drawing my attention to her ice blue eyes. If she didn’t
look like such a bitch, she could be pretty.
“Ky, you didn’t mention they were twins.” Her high-pitched
voice sounds like nails on a chalkboard to me. I couldn’t do this.
This chick is irritating the shit out of me, already.
Kyle shrugs. “Didn’t think it mattered.”
Elleanor huffs before extending her hand out to us. “I’m Madame
Elleanor.”
I watch my brother transform, flashing a grin my way before taking
Madame Elleanor’s hand and pressing a kiss to it. “I’m
Sebastian.”
“Sloan.” I’m not going to pretend I liked her.
“Alright, have a seat boys and we can discuss your future with
Devine Services.”
As we sit down, the waitress brings over a margarita, two beers and a
coke. Lifting one of the beers to my lips, I take a long pull from
the bottle. Elleanor sips her drink and then starts talking, again.
“I operate two businesses under one name. If I hire you, you will
be required to work for both entities. Devine Pool Services and
Devine Male Escorts. I don’t know how much Ky has told you about
me, or my businesses, so I will explain how this works. That way
there is no miscommunication.”
I don’t know what she wants from us at this moment, but she
continues to wait, looking at us expectantly. I finally nod. “Got
it.”
Clearing her throat, she hands us each a packet. “The pool business
is legit and you will be cleaning pools. However, each house on your
route has a female in need of a companion. Most of the time they are
just looking for someone to talk to—lonely housewives, widowed
younger woman, and occasionally they will request your presence at
some function or another.”
“So, we have sex with the Desperate Housewives of San Jose?
Awesome!” Bash belts out next me, relaxing into the back of the
booth and taking in what he wants to hear from our boss.
“No. Sex is up to you. As far as what you are required from me, you
will find a list on the second page of your packet. But, what I just
stated pretty much sums it up. Companionship. These women are looking
for a companion. With that being said, I do suggest you figure out
pricing for your extracurricular activities, as they do ask for them.
The price for that is up to you, with me getting a portion. All of
this is covered in your handbooks.
“We will meet once a month to go over any complaints from you or
your customers. We will also discuss new customers and payments. I
have an account set up for the ladies to pay online and then I pay
you out of those deposits. Extracurricular activities are set up
differently. You receive cash payment at the time of service and
deliver me the percentage at the following month’s meeting. Are
there any questions?”
“Yeah, will I be fired for not participating in the extra
stuff?” I don’t want to be rude, but these ladies probably
are dirtier than street hookers are. I don’t need my junk falling
off; besides, I don’t think I can do this. If it’s just talking
and hanging out with them after cleaning their pool, okay, maybe.
Nope. I can’t, I’m going to have to bail on Sebastian. When we
get home, I’m telling him I can’t do it.
“Not at all, as long as you clean their pool once a week and chat
with them a little, you’re golden. Now at the back of the handout
is a form for you to be tested, just in case. I need proof you’re
clean.”
“Is that all? I need to go.” I start to slip out of the booth.
Bash grabs my arm. “Hold on. Madame Elleanor, when can we start?
I’ll get my clean pass and be ready to work tomorrow. So will
Sloan.”
“First, call me Elleanor. Second, my number is on everything in
there; call me once you’re done with your tests and we can set up
your routes.”
I am out of the booth and standing a foot away with my hands in my
pockets. Bash jumps out of the booth, clapping his hands together.
“Alright, we’ll talk tomorrow. It was nice meeting you,
Elleanor.” He clutches her hand in his, placing a lingering kiss.
Releasing her hand, he reaches over and fist bumps Kyle. “See ya
later, Ky.”
Sebastian’s laugh echoes throughout the nearly empty bar as he
spins around and saunters toward the door.
“It was nice meeting you. See ya,
Kyle.” I’m not promising her I’d call. If I have it my way, I
won’t be joining the Divine Services team. I am going to kill
Sebastian. I know he won’t let me get out of this, because I owe
him. But, after this, we’re not going to be even; he is going to
owe me, times ten.
Excerpt 2
Entering the dark house, the smell of vanilla wafts through the air
and I follow the carpet runner down the hall to Tegan’s room. Her
door is cracked open and candle light filters through the darkness.
Tegan sits poised on the end of her bed in a nurse’s outfit. Her
large breast nestled up high on her chest with the white shiny
material stretched across. The red cross on the breast pocket
distorted. The bright red heels covering her feet draw my eyes there.
I start my appraisal of her lace-covered legs to where they end in
red bows at the top of her knees. Her mini-skirt with fluffy shit
grazes the top of her thighs, she must have noticed where I am
staring because she uncrosses and crosses her legs flashing me shiny
red undies.
I take a step closer to her as I grip the bottom of my tee pulling it
up and over my head. As I approach the bed, I stop and kick off my
shoes. No words are needed. We know what we are here for; I am there
to satisfy her and her me. Licking my bottom lip, I place a hand on
either side of her hips. I dip my head to the crook of her neck and
slide my tongue up to her ear, nibbling on her soft vanilla scented
skin.
Tegan’s hands travel up my sides, her fingers brushing my skin
softly. I close my eyes trying to control the need to take her
without any of the seducing. Tegan glides her hands up to my chest,
tweaking my nipple piercings before shoving me away.
“I’m not wearing this so you could
skip to the best part. Get up there so I can give you a thorough
check up!” She stands in front of me with her hand on her hip and
the other one pointing toward the head of her bed.
AUTHOR BIO
Dee Avila is a mother of four that enjoys reading and writing. You
can catch her at anytime with her note app open, people watching. She
lives in a small community in California and loves to tie the
small-town feel into her writing.
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