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Traffic is an evil mistress. Sometimes she screws you.
apparently men don’t give much consideration to racks, outside the tit variety.
Yes, Brenna is gorgeous, but she’s also a distraction.
It’s not the brazen attitude. I like outspoken girls. Girls who bust my balls. Like Brenna Jensen—she’s the very definition of bold, and she doesn’t make me want to sprint out of the room.
We’ve travelled back to cavemen, only nowadays we call them fuckboys. Evolution has come full circle and that’s a real bummer.
My blood’s hot and my dick’s hard and Brenna is sex on heels. Her presence is shorting out my common sense like a tripped circuit.
“You’re a man. All men are dumb.”
Nothing good can come from kissing Jake. But my defenses are weak at the moment.
And Jake is seriously attractive. His chiseled face could stop traffic. His broad, athletic body could cause a ten-car pileup. Basically, if you’re in a car and spot Jake Connelly? You’re in grave danger.
“Want to make out some more before we go?” Jake’s tone is boyishly hopeful. “Nope.” His gaze turns devilish. “How about a blowjob?” “Aw, I appreciate the offer, but I don’t have a penis.”
“I like having you like this,” I whisper. “On your back. Legs spread.”
“This is such a bad idea,” she whispers back. “Then tell me to stop.” “No.”
To me, a kiss is the most intimate act there is.
One kiss can make me fall in love with someone. I know it, because it happened once before.
Chemistry is hard to find and even harder to fight.
Ha. If they find a way to not be wrecked by Jake, I’d love to know it. God knows I haven’t found the solution.
Morning sex is something I don’t get to indulge in very often. Which is a damn shame, because I love it. There’s nothing better than an orgasm first thing
You said you didn’t want to see me anymore and that I was a distraction, and now you’re dragging me to the locker room before such a crucial game? How is this not a distraction? What do you want from me?” “You,” he blurts out. “Me, what?” “That’s what I want. I want you,”
“Men are stupid, remember?”
“And I’m asking you to give me another chance.” “Why would I do that?” “Because I love you.”
“If you want me to beg, I’ll beg. If you want me to jump through hoops, bring them on. I’ll spend every waking hour until I have to report to training camp proving to you how much you mean to me.” His teeth dig into his lower lip. “Proving that I’m worthy of you.”
Oh no. I’m in trouble. Badass Brenna Jensen isn’t allowed to fall this hard for a guy. It happened. Deal with it. Yeah. I guess this is my life now.
