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What do you want to call it?
Sprinkles Cupcakes. I can picture it in my mind, mint green walls with pink and yellow dots
scattered around. It s stupid, I know. Laugh and I ll cut you.
It s not stupid. Sounds delicious. I lean in and land a soft kiss over her lips. I plan on being
your first customer.
Really? Her eyes glisten with moisture.
Yes, really. And, if I have my way, I ll build it for you, too.
So, is that what you re going to do?
That s it. Construction.
I guess that s what we have in common. We both like to create.
We re both hurting, too, but I leave that part out.
So what exactly does taking it slow mean? She runs her finger over my stubble.
Hell, if I know.
Roxy scoots in, and my entire damn body starts to shake. I can t take much more of this her
little black dress, that dark triangle between her legs that s been playing peek-a-boo with me for the
better part of an hour her achingly soft lips that I m dying to cover with mine, so I go for it.
I offer a gentle peck and pull back because I m pretty sure slow doesn t dictate jamming my
tongue down her throat the way I want to, but right about now I d die for a taste any part of her will
do, but, damn it all to hell if I m not eyeing that triangle again.
Roxy sways her head as a light moan escapes her. Her eyes are glazed over with a lustful look
that s just this side of feverish. Her mouth covers mine, and I don t fight it. I m in, and Roxy can have
me any way she wants. We re all tongues and teeth, heated breaths, and groans for a small eternity.
Roxy finally curls into me until we re spooning right there on the floor.
I m sleeping with you whether you like it or not, she purrs.
I wrap my arms around her because I happen to like it a hell of a lot.
7
Fail to Rise
Roxy
A dull knock thumps against the door, rousing me from a blissful dream where I m floating on a
surfboard with Cole s arms around my waist. I m having such a great time, I m laughing my head off.
The thumping continues, and both Cole and I let out a simultaneous groan.
You d better get it, he gravels it out.
I think you d better get it. I m half naked, remember?
I like you half naked. He leans up over me and gives his signature sexy grin, all for me.
More thumping ensues. It s obvious they ve moved beyond polite to pissed.
I dreamed we were surfing. I wrap my finger around his inky, dark hair. I want you to teach
me.
His eyes widen with surprise. Done. Cole dips a quick kiss over my lips before jumping to
his feet and opening the door.
Who are you? An all-too-familiar female voice shrills through the air. Roseanna? Mom
bursts in like a hurricane, and I scramble to cover myself with the blanket beneath me.
The Chinese boxes go flying. Rice and Kung Pao Chicken rain through the air all over her patent
leather Prada shoes.
Holy mother of God! She lances the silence with her horror. Are you naked?
No! I wave my hand as if I were trying to stop a runaway train. I m totally covered. I flash
her a quick glimpse of my black lace dress, and she cringes.
Lingerie? She gags a little when she says it. Tell the boy to leave. She shields herself with
her hand, not that it s necessary considering Cole is fully dressed. I m pretty sure I ve never been so
glad not to have had sex in all my life. God knows what my mother would do if she found us both
naked.
I ll go to my room, Cole says it low, and I close my eyes because I m pretty sure I haven t
told my mother about
His room? Her clear green eyes bug out until they look like marbles. Oh, Roseanna. She
bows her head a moment.
Cole, it s fine, come here. I wave him over, and he slinks back reluctant. This is my mother,
Rue. Mom, this is my roommate. I swallow hard and give Cole a nervous smile because I ve never
said what I m about to say next. And my boyfriend, Cole. Not that Cole and I have crossed that
bridge yet, but I don t see why not since Mom, here, is already having a myocardial infarction. Why
not make it official?
A guttural groan emits from her as if her fingernails were being plucked from her one by one.
Please tell Cole I d like a word with you alone. She massages her eyelids as if she were
battling a migraine, and I bet she is.
He s standing right here. You can tell him yourself. I glance to Cole, embarrassed he gets to
witness my mother s lunacy firsthand.
I d rather not. She does a circular walkthrough of the kitchen.
Cole leans in. I ll give you two a sec. He gives Mom a slight wave. Nice meeting you.
He s not the one for you. Mom s eyes sharpen over mine, and my blood boils because, for
one, Cole has barely left the room.
How would you know he s not the one for me? You don t even know me.
She sucks in a breath. Her black wool coat drapes to the floor, and her peach power suit peeks
from beneath, giving it a Halloween effect.
I know you full well. She tips her chin while slapping her leather driving gloves over her
palm. I came by to put in an order for the Valentine s benefit.
Really? I give a little hop, momentarily forgetting all the bullshit that just transpired. That
would be amazing! Business has been picking up slowly, but something this big would be the break I
need. What are you thinking? Chocolate? Vanilla? Red Velvet! Or I can do a variety and have all
these cute Valentine-themed decorations. Oh my, God, I can t believe this is happening to me. I slap
my hand over my forehead because it all feels too good to be true, first I have a decent guy in my life
for once, and now this?
She crimps her lips. Compose yourself. It s not happening. I m revoking the offer unless you
move out of this den of perversion and distance yourself from that boy. August Johnson has a son five
years your senior who just graduated law school
Get out, I say it low at first with my voice shaking, my muscles trembling.
Her eyes sharpen in on mine. What did you just say to me?
I said, get out. I can feel that suit of armor strapping itself to my back, flexing over my chest
like a seatbelt. I don t need to do the Valentine s benefit.
She blinks back as if she were genuinely surprised. You yourself said it would change
everything.
It doesn t change you. I m not interested in your terms, so you can go now. I m not interested in
August Johnson s son either. Cole is the best person in the world for me because, for one, he believes
in me. He has faith in my business and in me as a person.
Of course, he does. She walks abruptly toward the exit. He sees you as his ticket out of this
dump. We ll need about sixteen dozen cupcakes should you change your mind. She dusts her
judgmental gaze around the apartment and smirks. Something tells me you will.
Crap.
Why couldn t she just give me the Valentine s benefit without any strings?
Cole comes out of the bedroom with that is-the-coast-clear look on his sexy face, and I open my
arms.
Can I ask what happened?
I chose you.
I land my lips over his and pour out all of my affection for him and the room, Whitney Briggs,
and all of the drama that goes along with it my mother they all disappear.
A week sweeps by with Cole treating me to dinner, making me dinner, helping me create new
combinations for my cupcake catering business.
You should make a flyer with all the unique flavors you have to offer. He winces at an
oncoming car as we wind our way down the side of the mountain.
Cole has the night off, so he offered to take me to a beach he likes to visit when he s clearing his
mind.
That s a great idea. Maybe you can help me with that.
Already on it. He reaches over and warms my knee with his hand. I found some cool
graphics you can check out and see if you like.
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What do you want to call it?
Sprinkles Cupcakes. I can picture it in my mind, mint green walls with pink and yellow dots
scattered around. It s stupid, I know. Laugh and I ll cut you.
It s not stupid. Sounds delicious. I lean in and land a soft kiss over her lips. I plan on being
your first customer.
Really? Her eyes glisten with moisture.
Yes, really. And, if I have my way, I ll build it for you, too.
So, is that what you re going to do?
That s it. Construction.
I guess that s what we have in common. We both like to create.
We re both hurting, too, but I leave that part out.
So what exactly does taking it slow mean? She runs her finger over my stubble.
Hell, if I know.
Roxy scoots in, and my entire damn body starts to shake. I can t take much more of this her
little black dress, that dark triangle between her legs that s been playing peek-a-boo with me for the
better part of an hour her achingly soft lips that I m dying to cover with mine, so I go for it.
I offer a gentle peck and pull back because I m pretty sure slow doesn t dictate jamming my
tongue down her throat the way I want to, but right about now I d die for a taste any part of her will
do, but, damn it all to hell if I m not eyeing that triangle again.
Roxy sways her head as a light moan escapes her. Her eyes are glazed over with a lustful look
that s just this side of feverish. Her mouth covers mine, and I don t fight it. I m in, and Roxy can have
me any way she wants. We re all tongues and teeth, heated breaths, and groans for a small eternity.
Roxy finally curls into me until we re spooning right there on the floor.
I m sleeping with you whether you like it or not, she purrs.
I wrap my arms around her because I happen to like it a hell of a lot.
7
Fail to Rise
Roxy
A dull knock thumps against the door, rousing me from a blissful dream where I m floating on a
surfboard with Cole s arms around my waist. I m having such a great time, I m laughing my head off.
The thumping continues, and both Cole and I let out a simultaneous groan.
You d better get it, he gravels it out.
I think you d better get it. I m half naked, remember?
I like you half naked. He leans up over me and gives his signature sexy grin, all for me.
More thumping ensues. It s obvious they ve moved beyond polite to pissed.
I dreamed we were surfing. I wrap my finger around his inky, dark hair. I want you to teach
me.
His eyes widen with surprise. Done. Cole dips a quick kiss over my lips before jumping to
his feet and opening the door.
Who are you? An all-too-familiar female voice shrills through the air. Roseanna? Mom
bursts in like a hurricane, and I scramble to cover myself with the blanket beneath me.
The Chinese boxes go flying. Rice and Kung Pao Chicken rain through the air all over her patent
leather Prada shoes.
Holy mother of God! She lances the silence with her horror. Are you naked?
No! I wave my hand as if I were trying to stop a runaway train. I m totally covered. I flash
her a quick glimpse of my black lace dress, and she cringes.
Lingerie? She gags a little when she says it. Tell the boy to leave. She shields herself with
her hand, not that it s necessary considering Cole is fully dressed. I m pretty sure I ve never been so
glad not to have had sex in all my life. God knows what my mother would do if she found us both
naked.
I ll go to my room, Cole says it low, and I close my eyes because I m pretty sure I haven t
told my mother about
His room? Her clear green eyes bug out until they look like marbles. Oh, Roseanna. She
bows her head a moment.
Cole, it s fine, come here. I wave him over, and he slinks back reluctant. This is my mother,
Rue. Mom, this is my roommate. I swallow hard and give Cole a nervous smile because I ve never
said what I m about to say next. And my boyfriend, Cole. Not that Cole and I have crossed that
bridge yet, but I don t see why not since Mom, here, is already having a myocardial infarction. Why
not make it official?
A guttural groan emits from her as if her fingernails were being plucked from her one by one.
Please tell Cole I d like a word with you alone. She massages her eyelids as if she were
battling a migraine, and I bet she is.
He s standing right here. You can tell him yourself. I glance to Cole, embarrassed he gets to
witness my mother s lunacy firsthand.
I d rather not. She does a circular walkthrough of the kitchen.
Cole leans in. I ll give you two a sec. He gives Mom a slight wave. Nice meeting you.
He s not the one for you. Mom s eyes sharpen over mine, and my blood boils because, for
one, Cole has barely left the room.
How would you know he s not the one for me? You don t even know me.
She sucks in a breath. Her black wool coat drapes to the floor, and her peach power suit peeks
from beneath, giving it a Halloween effect.
I know you full well. She tips her chin while slapping her leather driving gloves over her
palm. I came by to put in an order for the Valentine s benefit.
Really? I give a little hop, momentarily forgetting all the bullshit that just transpired. That
would be amazing! Business has been picking up slowly, but something this big would be the break I
need. What are you thinking? Chocolate? Vanilla? Red Velvet! Or I can do a variety and have all
these cute Valentine-themed decorations. Oh my, God, I can t believe this is happening to me. I slap
my hand over my forehead because it all feels too good to be true, first I have a decent guy in my life
for once, and now this?
She crimps her lips. Compose yourself. It s not happening. I m revoking the offer unless you
move out of this den of perversion and distance yourself from that boy. August Johnson has a son five
years your senior who just graduated law school
Get out, I say it low at first with my voice shaking, my muscles trembling.
Her eyes sharpen in on mine. What did you just say to me?
I said, get out. I can feel that suit of armor strapping itself to my back, flexing over my chest
like a seatbelt. I don t need to do the Valentine s benefit.
She blinks back as if she were genuinely surprised. You yourself said it would change
everything.
It doesn t change you. I m not interested in your terms, so you can go now. I m not interested in
August Johnson s son either. Cole is the best person in the world for me because, for one, he believes
in me. He has faith in my business and in me as a person.
Of course, he does. She walks abruptly toward the exit. He sees you as his ticket out of this
dump. We ll need about sixteen dozen cupcakes should you change your mind. She dusts her
judgmental gaze around the apartment and smirks. Something tells me you will.
Crap.
Why couldn t she just give me the Valentine s benefit without any strings?
Cole comes out of the bedroom with that is-the-coast-clear look on his sexy face, and I open my
arms.
Can I ask what happened?
I chose you.
I land my lips over his and pour out all of my affection for him and the room, Whitney Briggs,
and all of the drama that goes along with it my mother they all disappear.
A week sweeps by with Cole treating me to dinner, making me dinner, helping me create new
combinations for my cupcake catering business.
You should make a flyer with all the unique flavors you have to offer. He winces at an
oncoming car as we wind our way down the side of the mountain.
Cole has the night off, so he offered to take me to a beach he likes to visit when he s clearing his
mind.
That s a great idea. Maybe you can help me with that.
Already on it. He reaches over and warms my knee with his hand. I found some cool
graphics you can check out and see if you like.
That s what I like best about you, you re always willing to pitch in. Speaking of pitching in, I [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]