![]() Bad Wolf
-- EXCERPT: Gigi is standing at the open door, the loud rock music spilling out into the alley. She looks left, then right, as if searching for someone. No great leap of the imagination required to know she’s looking for her friend. And she sees me. Her gaze stops on me. She steps all the way out and lets the door close behind her. “Rett?” Fuck. This is fucking bad. I suck on my cigarette and wait. Maybe she’ll take the hint and go away. But Gigi never cared what I said or did, back then. She stuck by my side through my silences and snarky comments. Obviously she hasn’t changed. She heads straight to me, plants herself in front of me and shakes back her white-blond hair. “Rett. What now, you’ll pretend you can’t see me?” Damn, how could I ever pretend that? She’s wearing a low-cut red sweater over a tiny skirt and those damn knee-length socks that drive me crazy. Girl likes wearing red. And damn if I can tear my eyes away from her cleavage. I’m so fucking hard I’m about to bust a nut. “What do you want?” I mutter, flicking ash from my cigarette, a thoughtless gesture, when it becomes clear she isn’t budging. “Did you see Sydney out here? I’ve lost her again.” She smells of something sweet, like toffee. My mouth waters. My dick throbs. She smells like home, and like pleasure, and like danger all at once. “Go away, Gigi,” I whisper. “Go back inside. That’s where your friend is.” “So you saw her.” Throwing my cigarette away, I take a step toward her. “Go now.” She’s wearing down all of my self-control. I have to send her back inside, send her away from me. Having her around is risky on a thousand different levels. She takes a step back. “Not unless you tell me what you saw. Did she buy drugs? Tell me, Jarett.” “And what will you do if I tell you?” I back her into the club’s fire escape ladder. “What the fuck can you do about it?” “Not me. She won’t listen to me, or talk to me about this. But you could help me.” I blink, not sure I heard her well. I’m looking down into her pretty eyes, at her full, red mouth, and shake my head. “What did you say?” “For old times’ sake, Rett… I need your help.” ![]()
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3 Comments
Sara Zielinski
2/10/2018 05:14:40 pm
THank you for telling me about this book.
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Michele Soyer
2/11/2018 11:13:45 am
The cover is awesome....
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Jolanda
2/15/2018 02:31:15 am
Love the cover!
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