by Rachel Van Dyken
The Bachelors of
Arizona, #2
April 11, 2017
Forever
eBook: $4.99 USD
Margot McCleery could have lived her
whole life without seeing Bentley Wellington again—her ex-best friend and the
poster boy for Hot, Rich Man-Whores everywhere. But Margot's whiskey-augmented
grandmother "buys" Bentley at a charity bachelor auction, and now
suddenly he's at her door. Impossibly charming. Impossibly sexy. And still a
complete and utter jackass.
Bentley's just been coerced by his
grandfather to spend the next thirty days charming and romancing the reclusive
red-haired beauty who hates him. The woman he abandoned when she needed him the
most. Bentley knows just as much about romance as he knows about love—nothing.
But the more time he spends with Margot, the more he realizes that "just
friends" will never be enough. Now all he has to do is convince her to
trust him with her heart . . .
“I’m writing a kissing scene!” she blurted,
mentally kicking herself for screaming it in his face. “And the guy’s a
complete jackass. Since my only experience with jackasses is you…” Her voice
was shaky, just like her body. Could he tell how much she wanted him? How much
she hated that her response was this—raw. “I-I figured you were
the only one who could show me what it’s like.” Good one, Margot. Do you really have to sound so…desperate?
“What what’s like?”
“A kiss. From a jackass.”
“Got the jackass part.” He treaded water
and then grabbed her by the arm and pulled her deeper into the pool until they
were on the opposite end, his body pressed against hers. At least his eyes were
still locked on her face. “And you’ve never been kissed?”
She rolled her eyes. “Not by someone like—”
“If you keep insulting me, this kiss won’t
ever happen, Red.”
“Don’t call me that,” Margot whispered. Was
she so weak that she’d forgive his abandonment for one kiss? “Please?”
“This kiss.” His calculated gaze didn’t
make her feel any better about the situation. “How long does it need to be? How
deep? Where do you want my hands?”
Margot’s mouth dropped open. “That’s not
how kisses work! You can’t just map out the kiss. That takes all the romance
out of it!”
“Oh, so you want romance?”
“Yes! No! I mean. I didn’t say that!” Her
face flamed, and she sagged in defeat. Admitting she wanted romance kind of
felt like she was on the losing end of the little battles they’d been having,
like she was giving him an in. And if he got in, he’d only hurt her again.
“I was joking,” he said, just before his
lips brushed hers. His tongue slid across her bottom lip and then sucked it for
a few seconds before he slid it into her mouth and deepened the kiss.
Her lips softened beneath his gentle
coaxing, and his hard thighs pressed against hers as a deep hunger awakened
within her.
Oh, this was bad.
So bad.
And very, very good at the same time.
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Rachel Van Dyken is the New York Times and
USA Today bestselling author of New Adult, Regency, and contemporary
romances. When she's not writing you can find her drinking coffee at Starbucks
and plotting her next book while watching The Bachelor. She keeps her home in
Idaho with her husband, son, and their snoring boxer, Sir Winston Churchill.
She loves to hear from readers!
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