I mean, I had goals: college to graduate in one semester, a future I was working hard to reach, and an image of myself I wanted the world to see. My life was stacked into these precisely placed blocks. But then Colton Gamble came along and knocked them all askew.
I hated how he messed everything up, how he could hog all my attention whenever he was around, how he made my pulse quicken–but only because he ticked me off…not because I was attracted to him. Oh! And I hated how he knew how attractive he was too, the shallow, full of himself, doesn’t take no for an answer, too-flirty, too cocky, extremely irritating jerk.
The boy had all the qualities that turned me off. Or so I thought.
One night he wasn’t quite the brainless, over-confident jerk I usually took him for.
One night, he took care of me when I was at my lowest. He opened up to me and made me open up to him.
Now I’m learning maybe he’s not what I first thought he was. And maybe I’M not what I first thought I was. Maybe itโs okay to rearrange a couple of my perfectly set blocks. Maybe, just maybe, Iโll stop worrying about what Iโm afraid everyone else will think and finally reach for something I really want. Itโs possible some of my plans need to be destroyed, and Colton Gamble is exactly the kind of mess I need in my life.
What do you think? Should I give him a try?
Desperately seeking your advice,
Julianna Radcliffe
stop staring at you tonight.โ
name perked me to immediate attention. โJuliannaโs here?โ
Asherโs gaze to a dimly-lit table in the back corner that bordered the dance
floor. It was empty save for one individual, one of the loveliest individuals
to grace the planet.
clue how she did it, but Julianna Radcliffe always managed to look equal parts
disdainfully untouchable and wet-dream sexy.
dress was pure sin. She wore a long, strapless light gray number that had a
front slit, exposing a perfectly toned leg most the way up her thigh and a
bustier top that hugged proud, ample breasts. The paleness of her dress made
the tone of her skin appear even darker than usual, which made my stomach knot
with tension because I yearned to investigate all that dark-dark skin, see how
it felt under my hands, how it tasted against my tongue, how it trembled when I
stroked it.
without a shadow of a doubt there was no way that would ever happen, because
that lady right here was a ball breaker. You could tell it by the
straight-backed, poised way she held herself, as if she might as well be behind
a boardroom table, doling out punishments to her inferior insubordinates, and
by the way she had no tolerance for stupidity or players. I swear, her stare
alone could shrivel a guyโs family jewels to impotent nothingness. I usually
had the itching urge to cover my junk whenever I talked to her.
was an irresistible challenge to idiots like me. Not just because she was
model-worthy stunning, which she was. Nothing on her was ever out of place; it
always struck me with the urge to mess her upโฆin the best ways possible. But
because I felt the need to be the exception to the rule, the one who got past
her defenses and scaled that impossible mountain.
groaned.
him, forcing my brain back to the problem at hand, that being Julianna and her
inability to take her eyes off my newly married brother. โHasnโt it been months
since you and she were over?โ I asked, confused.
sharp glance. โOver? We never started. Thereโs nothing to be over. Juli and I
didnโt even finish the one date we went on.โ
sniffed. โWell, it looks as if sheโs still willing to finish it.โ
Brandt glanced toward his wife. โI hope Sarah doesnโt see her watching me. I
donโt want anything upsetting her on our wedding day.โ
his head. โSo, whyโd you even invite Juli?โ
her.โ Brandt moodily tugged at the collar of his tux.
to me that someone so classically beautiful worked in a nightclub as a
bartender. To me, Julianna clearly belonged on a runway, displaying the latest
fashion, orโ
been strange to invite everyone else and leave her out. Besides, weโre still
friends. Sheโs probably my favorite coworker.โ
muttered, offended since he occasionally bartended at Forbidden with Brandt
too.
his eyes. โYou donโt count.โ
seemed to confuse Asher more. โWhy donโt I count?โ
Brandt brought his hand up to his mouth so he could chew on his thumbnail. โWe
need to distract her somehow. Someone needs to…โ Trailing off, he turned
slowly toward me, and the intent in his gaze was pretty damn clear.
mid-sip. โWait, what? You canโt possibly want me to distract her?โ
youngest of eight children. Now she lives in Kansas with her husband, daughter,and nine cuckoo clocks.
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