Ethan’s on the run from the mob. He’s in for a surprise when he knocks on the door of his sister’s neighbor. The last thing he needs is a distraction like Bailey. She’s sexy and sassy and dressed in skimpy shorts—and he wants to take her where she stands.
Sex with a stranger? Bailey would never think of it. Ethan’s no stranger though, he’s her friend Jenna’s brother, so that makes him a friend too, right? Sex in the kitchen, sex in the bedroom, sex on the couch, it doesn’t matter. Bailey can’t get enough of this hot-blooded stranger.
Will Ethan’s past catch up to him and ruin any hopes for their future?
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Confused. Bailey was thoroughly confused. They were having a good time. No, a great time and suddenly he shut down on her. What happened? It was like someone flipped a light switch. One minute they were laughing, enjoying each other, the next he was talking about working on her article. She didn’t want to think about her article right now. She wanted to feel his cock inside her. Filling her. Fuck the article. Fuck her deadline. That could wait. Sex couldn’t.
“I thought we could see if this is outlawed in a few states too,” she said, rubbing her hand along his hard penis.
“We’d better not,” he said, releasing her from his grip. He jumped off the bed as if the touch of her skin burned him.
“Ethan?” Bile rose in her throat. What had she done?
He threw his clothes on haphazardly.
Following his lead, she eased off the bed and gathered her clothes. She held them against her chest, fighting back the urge to cry. His rejection pained her.
“What the fuck is going on here?” she demanded. She wasn’t going to stand for him ignoring her any longer. She deserved an explanation for his sudden cold shoulder.
He turned and looked at her. The haunted look in his blue eyes caused her to suck in her breath. There was a deep pain. He was hiding something from her.
“Is there another woman you’re cheating on?” Bailey knew some men tended to feel guilty after cheating. Maybe that was what was wrong with him.
“No, Bailey. There’s no other woman.” He tried to embrace her.
“Back off. I want an explanation.”
“It’s not you, Bailey, I swear.”
God, if she had a nickel for every time she heard a guy use that line. Shit, she’d used it a few times herself.
“You have to believe me, Bailey.”
“I don’t have to believe shit. Get out of my apartment.”
He looked completely shocked. What, did he think he could use her and get away with it? Fuck that. If he didn’t have the balls to tell her the truth, well fuck him.
“You heard me. Get the fuck out of my apartment and don’t come back.”
“But I thought you needed help with your article.”
“I don’t need your help. I’ll find someone else to answer my questions. Thanks for the good time, now get out.” And don’t let the door hit you in the ass on the way out, she wanted to add. She turned her back on him. She couldn’t stand to look at him any longer.
“Go,” she said through clenched teeth.
When she heard the door close she let out the sob that she’d swallowed. She threw herself on the bed and cried. She had no clue why, but she cried.
She spent the next hour lying on her bed naked and alone, trying to figure out what the hell just happened. It was like a nightmare. She’d let a complete stranger into her place. She’d had the most incredible sex she’d ever experienced and thrown him out. All in the matter of a few hours. What the hell was she going to say to Jenna? Surely Jenna was going to want to know why her brother wasn’t there waiting for her to return. She could tell her the truth, that her brother was a dog just like all the other guys out there, but then she’d have to admit that she’d had sex with Ethan and that would cause some serious issues with their friendship.
Oh shit. Men sucked.