Harper Reeves just wants to survive senior year at Yale without being the lonely loser on campus. But when her dad’s annoyingly hot best friend, Chris Collins, crashes her party, everything flips. Her plan? Operation Seduction – make him fall for her so Dad kicks him out. Problem is, the more Chris swoops in to save her, the more her heart gets in the way.
“The company wrapped it. My hands weren’t designed for wrapping,” he adds. They feel great wrapped around me. “It’s because you’re a man,” I say, shaking the square gift. “What is it?” “A backward shirt,” he jokes. Wow. That reminds me of the first night he came into my life and eventhatmakes me emotional. My…
Fuck. She’s out cold at the bottom of the shallow end. The soldier inside me tries to remain cool as I swim to the floor and grab her waist. Kicking my legs, I push us up to the surface and roll her motionless body onto the decking. “Harper!” I yell, shaking her. “Ignoring me is…
Inching her face closer to mine, the breath of her words tickles my lips. “You really want to know?” Fuck. This is bad. Everything inside me knows I should stand up and walk away. But I can’t. “It’s why I asked,” I mime. “Not doing this sooner,” she says, pressing her lips to mine. Electricity…
“Yes. It’s horrendous.” Chris releases my hands and steps back, his bulky chest floating above the water. “You want self-defense? Let’s do it. Hit me.” “What?” I gasp. “Hit me.” “I’mnot hitting you!” He smirks. “What’s wrong,kiddo? Scared?” “Stop calling me that.” Chris winks at me and says, “Okay…kiddo.” “Stop it!” “Make me, kiddo,” he…
“Okay,” I murmur, more focused on the hard dick digging against my naval. “Ready for your next step?” he asks, my gaze falling to his delicious lips. “I don’t know… I mean… If I’m ready.” “I’ll hold your hand through it,” he whispers. “I thought you didn’t make love?” I mutter. Chris stops moving. “What?”…
“Whatever,” I mumble, folding my arms. He nods, turns, and I watch him walk away. And then I just stand here alone and frustrated. Again. Five minutes later, I’m sitting in a poolside chair wondering what the hell is happening to my life. I was just a normal girl two weeks ago. Sure, I had…
He smirks at me. “You really think you can take us all?” “Yeah, I do.” Leaving the cigarette between my lips, he flinches when I reach into my pocket and pull out my leather gloves. “Relax, big man. My gun is on my left hip and there’s only one bullet in there.” I slide on…
“No,” I say, my heart racing. “Why would he? He didn’t study at Columbia.” “So?” she says, picking up her second hot dog. “He’s rich. Money talks. No doors are locked for men like Chris Collins.” “He’d probably just kick it open,” I mumble. “What the hell am I supposed to do if he shows…
As Milana Kauffman offers me a glass of champagne, I stare down at her red fingernails and snatch my hand away. “Hey!” she shouts, stepping in front of me. “Don’t ignore me, Christopher.” “Move. I don’t have time for this shit.” Milana grins and steps back a pace, waving a hand down her purple gown.…
“Shame.” I spot some guy waving at her from near the entrance. “Listen, gotta shoot. Something…came up.” “You’re leaving with your ex?” Harper whispers. “What about Jenny?” “She ditched him. And he’s offering to buy me food, so how can I resist?” Maria says, smirking at me. “Could be a night of handcuffs and whips…