Authors: Lili Valente,Jessie Evans
Tags: #bad boy, #military romance, #friends to lovers, #alpha male, #romantic comedy, #serial romance
THE BAD BOY’S SEDUCTION
Bedding the Bad Boy
By Jessie Evans and
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The Bad Boy’s Seduction
© 2016 Jessie D. Evans and Lili Valente
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About the Book
Every wonderfully bad boy needs a wickedly good girl
Turns out Colton Brody sucks at resisting temptation. But you know what they say: if you can’t be good, be good at being bad.
After all, as long as he and Olivia keep their sex-capades a secret from their family and friends, no one will get hurt.
Colton is going to devote his last two weeks in Lover’s Leap to pleasuring Olivia until she doesn’t have a single pair of panties he hasn’t ripped off her curvy body. What better way to say goodbye to his hometown than with an epic sex fest with the hottest, sexiest woman he’s ever known, even if she does happen to be his best friend?
But when friends-with-benefits becomes something more, an unexpected heart is caught in the crossfire.
When did hooking up get so hard?
So very, very…hard
Warning: The Bad Boy’s Seduction is book two in the Bedding the Bad Boy series and should be read after book one. It is a SERIAL romance that ends in a CLIFFHANGER. Formerly published as Good Girl Vs. Bad Boy by Jessie Evans.
Colton had resigned himself to the inevitable and was mentally preparing to remain calm when he went through the ice into the lake’s freezing water when Olivia’s fleece-covered body landed on his thighs, knocking them both into the snow beside the run off.
They rolled to a stop a foot from the shoreline, close enough for Colt to hear the ice crackling in the silence that followed Olivia’s save.
“Shit,” he finally said, his breath coming fast as he lay staring up at the white winter sky through the bare trees, grateful for the cold ground beneath him. “Thank you. You might have just saved my life.”
Olivia sat up, her hair wild around her face and snow dusting her clothes.
“Seriously,” he said when she didn’t respond. “Thank you. That was amazing.”
She turned to him with wide eyes and patted one hand to her throat.
“What’s wrong?” He sat up, coming onto his knees in the snow beside her. “Are you hurt? Do you—”
She shook her head and gestured more frantically to her throat before shaking her hands at her sides and looking around where they sat, a panicked light in her eyes.
“Did you get the breath knocked out of you?” he asked, only to be answered with another frantic shake of her head. “Are you—”
She tried to stand, but slipped on the ice and tumbled back into the snow. This time, both of her hands came to encircle her throat, her fingers clawing at the pale skin above her purple fleece jacket.
“Fuck, the gum!” Colt grabbed her around the waist, pulling her in front of him. A moment later, he had his fist positioned just below her rib cage and his other hand forced it in and up.
On his second contraction, Olivia’s breath rushed out with a huff and the pink lump of gum shot from between her lips to land on the snow several feet away.
She sank against him, breathing fast. “Oh my God,” she gasped. “Thank you. I thought I was going to pass out.”
Colton cursed as he sat back into the snow, pulling Olivia onto his lap. “Why didn’t you give the universal sign for choking in the first place?”
“I wasn’t thinking about the universal sign for choking,” she said with a cough that turned into a sniff. “I was thinking about being murdered by a piece of cherry bubble gum.”
“You shouldn’t chew gum while you run,” he snapped even as he hugged her closer, needing to make sure she stayed out of trouble for at least a few minutes. “What if you’d been alone? What would you have done?”
“Not choked because I wouldn’t have been diving and rolling and trying to save your life,” she snapped, her eyes beginning to shine. “I was so scared, you stupid jerk.” She slapped his chest, but there was no anger behind it. “I thought you were going to go through the ice.”
“I’m sorry,” he said, his voice gentling. “I didn’t mean to yell at you. I was scared, too.”
“You should have been. You almost died.” Olivia sniffed harder. “And then
“You’re right,” he said, a smile curving his lips for some insane reason. “We both almost died. Within about sixty seconds of each other.”
“That has to be some kind of record,” she said, with a breathy laugh.
“Jesus, Olivia.” His shoulders began to shake. “I think you’re the unluckiest person I’ve ever met.”
She giggled. “Yeah, well you’re luck hasn’t been the best lately, either.”
“No, it hasn’t,” he said, fresh laughter bubbling up from a joyously relieved place inside of him. “It really hasn’t.”
She wrapped her arms around his neck and giggled harder while he tightened his grip on her back and hip and hung on tight. They laughed until Colton’s head hurt, his throat ached, and his abdominal muscles felt bruised, but he couldn’t seem to stop. Every time he sucked in a breath, determined to regain control, Olivia would suffer a fresh attack of the giggles and they would both be off on another round of hysterical laughter.
By the time they finally collapsed back onto the ground, panting for breath, Colton felt wrung out and so happy to be alive he wasn’t thinking about anything except how good it felt to be lying in the snow with Olivia’s gloved hand in his.
“Hey, Olivia?” he asked, rolling his head her way.
“Yes, Colton,” she said, the expression on her face as exhausted and blissed out as he felt.
“Can we skip weights and go straight to brunch?”
She smiled wider. “I think we have to. After the events of this morning, I’m afraid to handle heavy objects. Though I would love a shower before pancakes and coffee.”
“Only if you promise to shower carefully and meet me at the Fish and Bicycle as soon as you’re finished,” he said, squeezing her hand. “And to text me a couple of times between leaving the parking lot and stepping out of your front door to let me know you’re still alive.”
She snorted. “Surely we’ve got all of the bad luck out of the way for the day.”
“Best not to tempt fate.” He stood, drawing her up beside him. “You should order iced coffee with your pancakes, too, just in case. They serve it hot there.”
She swayed on her feet before leaning in and hugging him tight enough to make him grunt. “I’m glad you’re okay.”
“You too,” he said, an unexpected wave of emotion flooding through him as he folded her into his arms. “Thanks for having my back.”
“Anytime.” She sighed as she melted against his chest. “Anytime.”
Colt closed his eyes, savoring the feel of her warm against him. He didn’t know what the hell he was going to do with this woman, but he was glad he didn’t have to do it without her.
An hour later, Olivia was showered, blow-dried, and dressed in her own dark wash jeans and a fluffy red sweater of Kelly’s with tinsel threaded through the weave.
Her suitcases had finally been delivered, but she was enjoying wearing her sister’s clothes. They made her feel like a different woman, a wild, less predictable woman, who could only be expected to do the unexpected.
Deciding she could use some fresh air, she walked the five blocks down to the busier end of Evergreen Lane and pushed inside The Fish and Bicycle brew pub. Immediately, she was engulfed by a wave of warmth from the giant stone fireplace and the smells of baked goods, bacon, and freshly ground coffee. She pulled in a breath, letting the homey smells take her to her happy place as she stood on tiptoe, searching for a glimpse of Colt’s tousled hair in the crowd.
The Fish and Bicycle was always busy, but near festival time, when the town was flooded with tourists coming to join in the silly games, beer tasting, and other Frozen Dead Dude events, it was a mad house. If Daisy hadn’t made a reservation, there was no way she and Colton would have been able to get a table before noon, let alone prime placement near the fireplace.
She spotted Colton in one of the leather couches drawn up close to the fire and waved. When their gazes connected, his eyes lit up and a big smile spread across his face.
She swallowed hard and let her own giddy grin linger as she began to weave her way through the crowded restaurant.
She wasn’t going to stress or overthink things. This brunch was about celebrating survival and good friends, that’s it. No need to think too much about the things she’d said to Colton before they started their race or wonder what he thought of her invitation.
Yeah, best not to think about the fact that you propositioned your best friend’s brother for sex.
Olivia pressed a palm to her fluttering stomach. She’d been so overwhelmed by this morning’s dramatic turn of events she hadn’t thought about the crazy, out of character thing she’d done until she was at home in the shower, her skin prickling beneath the warm water and her thoughts drifting to how good it had felt to sit on Colt’s lap and laugh until her bones were sore.
But now she was thinking about it.
And blushing about it.
And fighting the urge to fidget as Colton stood and pulled her in for a hug before moving over to make room for her on the couch.
She shivered as she sat down, even that swift embrace enough to make her nerve endings prickle.
“Cold?” He rubbed his hand up and down her back, transforming the prickle to a full-body tingle. “Do you want my coat?”
She shook her head and edged a few inches away, hoping it would help her focus. “No, I’ll be fine now that I’m by the fire.” She glanced around, noticing how the couch sheltered them from being observed by the larger dining room behind them while providing the most romantic, fireside view in the house. Daisy didn’t miss a trick, but Olivia had expected no less. “Looks like Daisy hooked us up with some prime real estate.”