Blurb:
Carmyn Rafferty witnessed the aftermath of her mother's affair. She learned at a young age not to trust anyone. Especially not your spouse. So she's planned. She's planned every detail of her life: who her husband will be, what their careers will be, what their lives will be like. All to avoid the pain of infidelity.
Dallas Brown lives a life all his own. He doesn't do relationships, he doesn't care what anyone thinks of him, and he doesn't live up to anyone's expectations but his own.
When Carmyn's fiancé cheats on her, it sends her into a whirlwind of one-night stands with the most infamous player on campus. She can't seem to stay away from this tough guy and his dangerous motorcycle. Everything about him is the complete opposite of who she'd planned to fall in love with: tattoos, dark stubble along his jawline, and hair that brushes his shoulders.
As Dallas and Carmyn begin to fall deeper and deeper into each other, they learn that love can truly be a wicked, wicked thing.
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Excerpt:
Dallas
Carmyn looks over a few times, always glancing away when our eyes meet. She's watched most of this last game, so I grab the darts out of the board and walk over to her. "Play me."
She tries to hold back her smile. "I don't have any cash on me."
"Then if I win, you kiss me."
She looks me up and down. "What the hell." She shrugs. "And if I win …" She studies me as if she's not sure what's worth my price. "You have to teach me how to drive your motorcycle."
The crowd roars with a loud, "Ooooohhhh!"
She grins like a goddamn magician. That's a good one. She's gotta know I don't let anyone drive my bike but me. Everyone knows it. It's my baby. But I'm confident I'll win. She's dancing tonight like she's reached a perfect buzz—drunk enough to let loose, but not too drunk to fall ass over face. And on the point-zero-five percent chance that I do lose, it'll get her on my bike, spreading her legs to straddle the leather and steel. No matter how much I've stuck to my self-imposed rule of "no chicks on the bike," that alone might be worth the small risk.
But shit. To let her drive it. I don't know. That's a lot. "You know I don't let anyone drive it, right? Hell, I don't even let the ladies on for a ride."
She grins, again challenge accepted. "Well, you know I don't go around betting to let just anyone kiss me, right? And I doubt this is anything less than a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."
"Do it. Do it!" the guys chant.
I've never seen Carmyn play when the frat brothers get a game going. I don't think I've ever seen her watch much of our games before, either. And that pussy of an ex-boyfriend of hers has never had the balls to throw down any money.
Shit. I gotta do it. I present the darts to her. "Do you wanna start, or shall I?"
About the author:
Angeline is a Scorpio living in the Rocky Mountains with her husband and dogs. She loves all things paranormal, believes ghosts are real, werewolves aren't, and vampires? Definitely real! At least in the Vampire Born world they are. She is currently at work on her first New Adult Romance, Wicked Thing, which releases September 2013.
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