A Baby For The Bad Boy Next Door

rush your heart in her pretty hands and come back into your life unexpectedly looking hotter and sexier than ever? Okay, maybe she

moved away and found a new school for me and also found a new job for herself. But I was having trouble blending in. I never joined the neighborhood kids in their basketball games on the local court, nor did I attend parties. Even before moving, I preferred being alone. But I saw Chantelle Jones coming out of the sid

not wearing my

eady," she shouted back. She intrigued me. Mom would have my he

e front of the house where an open-roof classic Cadillac waited. There were two girls in it singing the lyrics of a pop song that boomed from the s

watched from a distance feeling like a creep and having no way to tell her how I felt. Then one night I saw her on the street holding hands with one of the cool kids, Jason. He kissed her in front of her house, his hands shaping the curve of her waist and hips. I never knew what heartbreak felt like until that day so when she came to me months later asking "Don't you want to kiss me?" I almost revealed how long I had waited for her to notice me. But my excitement had gotten the best of me and I fumbled. I wanted to take it slow and please her so that t

. "I should be apologizi

heart broke

ista

her but by the time I got to the door, she was running to

yself and the circumstances in which I was born. I never blamed my mother for having me or choosing me over an absentee father but at the time I couldn't help but feel my life would be better if mother had remaine

hold her in his arms and not stumble. When mom came home that night I was ready to tell her that I wanted to sign up for

She turned to me with s

ha

n or state we settle in because I can never seem to blend in, I will always be the outsid

move. Your

o take over his empire and I was the only candidate. So we mo

that I reunite with the one girl who mad

ire. My body filled out and for the first time I wasn't chasing the girls, the girls chased me. I enjoyed the attention for years until I realize

elle Jones. If I had gone back to Greenville to tell her I was the son of a

se turned to anger. I had been just another person to he

of hers. She always was conscious of her figure but that was part of what drove

as all smiles rattling off decoration plans to Ch

how much wreckage my father caused his empire I turned to his old friends for help. Apparently, the bastard had been so much of a tyrant before his arrest for the murder of Zach Wolffe that no one was willing to help his bankrupt son without something in return. Surprisingly, Matt Wolffe, the man whose father my father had brutally murdered extended a helping hand thanks to his

e third time. Her gaze was tra

be fine. Lurane l

red..." Chantelle s

, Coco," I bit out

ful eyes zeroed in on

remembered a piece of go

ed, Coco, how long do I have to k

help but observe Chantelle Jones in a new light. She was different. Chantelle Jones used to be bold and confident but she shriveled under the sound of Penelope's voice though the fire of defiance burned in her eyes she held her tongue against every lash

meeting with the Gazette this morning, don't we, Chantelle?" she lifted a piece of paper off her desk and pe

n here in my place but publicity demands that she pretends the whole world th

o see what you

I'm sure Luran

o hug me briefly. "Well,

ck to receiving orders for Penny. But as I walked away from the of

ol

ow she know

uld pull her into my arms and pretend 7 years ago never happened, that we both enjoyed a night together on her birthday and became lovers ever since

he breathe

ps of her boobs over the neckline of her

oked at me. "Nolan, I just want to say I'm so

hers that dipped into the waistband of my p

and give in to the thoughts of fucking her senseless. That is what Nolan woul

did ju

hrough the rearview mirror watching th