Tempting (Red Lips & White Lies, #1)

by Bella Matthews

Mackenzie moves the slightest bit closer to me. Her long, soft chestnut-brown hair blows in the wind, causing the gentle scent of spicy vanilla sugar to invade my senses, and my mouth waters as every protective instinct my father drilled into my brothers and me all our lives kicks into overdrive. My grip on her hip tightens, firmer than I mean for it to be, while I reach out to him with my other hand. “Don’t you want to introduce me, Mac?” My words sound almost threatening, and I don’t bother tempering them. Let him be threatened. Mackenzie looks up through long, inky-black lashes and worries her pouty bottom lip before forcing a small, fake as fuck smile. “Nixon, this is Dr. Richardson. He’s head of my department at the hospital.” Dr. Richardson looks like an uptight, entitled prick who belongs on a polo horse. If that weren’t an insult to the horse. He glances disdainfully from her to me before tentatively offering me his hand in a limp-ass handshake. Fucking pussy. He winces when I squeeze more forcefully than necessary. Probably because I’m a dick who just made sure he knows which of us would win in a fight. Maybe he’ll take it as the warning it’s meant to be not to fuck with a woman half his size. Especially this one. Mackenzie is barely five-five and might be a hundred and ten pounds soaking wet. My mind drifts to her standing in the shower. Her damp hair hanging down around her shoulders. Bubbles lathered on her wet skin . . . Fuck—that’s a pretty fucking picture. W...