Read Online Inked: A Bad Boy Next Door Romance by Lauren Landish, Willow Winters - Free Book Online
Authors: Lauren Landish, Willow Winters
Ads: Link
help keep me down. If I did, I’d be one real miserable fucker. Besides, we're used to this. It’s coming on four years now of this routine. It’s easier to just ignore it.
“Met her at the club the other night.” I take a sip of coffee and stare at the label. “Turns out she’s my neighbor.” I don’t tell them she took off that night and now she’s stuck with me. My grin widens; her ass really is stuck with me this time.
Needles chuckles. “That’s a real fucking tease.”
“You’re telling me.” I think about how she pushed me away. She’s teasing both of us. I fucking love it.
“She’s a good girl and real fucking smart, too.” I took a look at her books when I helped her unpack. I have to admit, the more I get to know about her, the more I like.
“Sounds like she’s out of your league.” Garret walks past us as Needles puts his two cents in.
Out of my league? Probably. But I still fucking want her. Besides, I'm just talking about a fuck. Every good girl likes a little taste of the bad boy.
“If she’s a good girl, and she’s not slumming it for the night, my money is on her staying far away from you.” It’s like he read my mind and he’s determined to put me in a bad mood. I know how she felt with my body pressed up against hers. I know she wants me.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” My fist clenches, and my brow furrows. What the fuck? Needles is like my fucking brother. He's supposed to be on my side.
“I’m saying she’s too good for you.” He takes a look up from the books and realizes how pissed off I am. “Not that that’s a bad thing. She’s probably stuck-up and wound too tight anyway.”
“All 'cause her name is Madeline?” He doesn’t even know her.
“No,” he says in a hard voice. “'Cause you wanted her, and she turned you down. She’s the bitch from the club who left you hanging, isn’t she?” Fuck, I wish I hadn’t told him that.
“Watch it. She's not a bitch.” My voice drops low and I narrow my eyes at him. Yeah, she turned me down. Nothing fucking wrong with that. I need to take it easy and slow with her, but I’m going to have her. I fucking know I will.
He puts his hands up in surrender and gives me a look I’ve never seen from him before. A look as if he’s scared I’m gonna kick his ass. And he should be scared. I don’t like the way he’s talking about her. This protective nature in me is something new to me. But I can’t help it. I don’t want my best friend talking about her like that.
“I’m just saying, if she doesn’t like you, then that loss is on her. That’s all I’m saying.”
I let it slide and try to get this tension out of my shoulders and just relax. He’s only looking to defend me. He doesn’t like her for running off, but he doesn’t know enough to judge. If he met her, things would be different. Just that simple thought calms me enough to let it all roll off my shoulders.
“Who’s that?” Garret asks. As far as I’m concerned, it’s none of his damn business.
“Just Zane’s neighbor,” Needles answers, and I wish he hadn’t. I don’t want Garret knowing about her. Or Vlad, for that matter. They sure as fuck don’t need to know where she lives.
Garret’s brows raise and a crooked grin grows on his face. I don’t like it. My stomach sinks, and I have to set my coffee on the counter.
“She givin' you a hard time?” he asks with a wicked twinkle in his eyes. Both him and Vlad have been known to rough up women. That, and fuck women a little too close to being too young . My first thought is to make it very clear that I want him to stay far away from her, but I can’t say that. Knowing him, he’d go after her if he knew that’s what I wanted. Just to fuck with me, and just to hurt her.
“Not at all. She’s just making me work for it.” I try to come off casual, and I think it works.
Garret lets out a humorless laugh. “Well if you need any help taming her, I’d be happy to join
“Met her at the club the other night.” I take a sip of coffee and stare at the label. “Turns out she’s my neighbor.” I don’t tell them she took off that night and now she’s stuck with me. My grin widens; her ass really is stuck with me this time.
Needles chuckles. “That’s a real fucking tease.”
“You’re telling me.” I think about how she pushed me away. She’s teasing both of us. I fucking love it.
“She’s a good girl and real fucking smart, too.” I took a look at her books when I helped her unpack. I have to admit, the more I get to know about her, the more I like.
“Sounds like she’s out of your league.” Garret walks past us as Needles puts his two cents in.
Out of my league? Probably. But I still fucking want her. Besides, I'm just talking about a fuck. Every good girl likes a little taste of the bad boy.
“If she’s a good girl, and she’s not slumming it for the night, my money is on her staying far away from you.” It’s like he read my mind and he’s determined to put me in a bad mood. I know how she felt with my body pressed up against hers. I know she wants me.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” My fist clenches, and my brow furrows. What the fuck? Needles is like my fucking brother. He's supposed to be on my side.
“I’m saying she’s too good for you.” He takes a look up from the books and realizes how pissed off I am. “Not that that’s a bad thing. She’s probably stuck-up and wound too tight anyway.”
“All 'cause her name is Madeline?” He doesn’t even know her.
“No,” he says in a hard voice. “'Cause you wanted her, and she turned you down. She’s the bitch from the club who left you hanging, isn’t she?” Fuck, I wish I hadn’t told him that.
“Watch it. She's not a bitch.” My voice drops low and I narrow my eyes at him. Yeah, she turned me down. Nothing fucking wrong with that. I need to take it easy and slow with her, but I’m going to have her. I fucking know I will.
He puts his hands up in surrender and gives me a look I’ve never seen from him before. A look as if he’s scared I’m gonna kick his ass. And he should be scared. I don’t like the way he’s talking about her. This protective nature in me is something new to me. But I can’t help it. I don’t want my best friend talking about her like that.
“I’m just saying, if she doesn’t like you, then that loss is on her. That’s all I’m saying.”
I let it slide and try to get this tension out of my shoulders and just relax. He’s only looking to defend me. He doesn’t like her for running off, but he doesn’t know enough to judge. If he met her, things would be different. Just that simple thought calms me enough to let it all roll off my shoulders.
“Who’s that?” Garret asks. As far as I’m concerned, it’s none of his damn business.
“Just Zane’s neighbor,” Needles answers, and I wish he hadn’t. I don’t want Garret knowing about her. Or Vlad, for that matter. They sure as fuck don’t need to know where she lives.
Garret’s brows raise and a crooked grin grows on his face. I don’t like it. My stomach sinks, and I have to set my coffee on the counter.
“She givin' you a hard time?” he asks with a wicked twinkle in his eyes. Both him and Vlad have been known to rough up women. That, and fuck women a little too close to being too young . My first thought is to make it very clear that I want him to stay far away from her, but I can’t say that. Knowing him, he’d go after her if he knew that’s what I wanted. Just to fuck with me, and just to hurt her.
“Not at all. She’s just making me work for it.” I try to come off casual, and I think it works.
Garret lets out a humorless laugh. “Well if you need any help taming her, I’d be happy to join
Similar Books
