Read Online Mr. Wham Bam by Alexandra O'Hurley - Free Book Online

best choice for the day, but she had motive. Winter was on its way, and the cold hand of the north wind reached out to tell her as much. The gray sky above her hinted at the coming season. It also reminded her of gray eyes that would hopefully sparkle with enjoyment in seeing her at the door.
    Her nipples puckered as she closed the door to her car and walked up the drive to Jace’s house, the heavy cotton of the coat rubbing against the hardened peaks as she moved. Wetness coated the inside of her thighs as her legs moved, the dampness growing with each step. Desire warred within her. She was ready to love the bad boy, if he’d only have her.
    She held a bottle of wine in one hand, the edges of her coat with the other. All she needed was a gust of wind to show a neighbor everything the Lord gave her. Anxiety ran through her veins as doubts permeated her. What if he turned her away? What if it was too late?
    His SUV was parked in the drive, so she hoped he was, in fact, home. As her hand came down on the door to knock, she heard the tinkling of female laughter behind the door. Too late; it had been too late to stop the forward propulsion of her hand, and the knock sounded. Her stomach pitched as mortification ran through her. Stunned, she stood there, looking at the door. Her mouth dropped as her mind reeled. Her flight instinct kicked in, and she began to wobble away from the door in the five-inch heels she’d shoved her feet into to look sexy. Now, those same shoes were preventing her speedy getaway. She just hoped they had been too involved in what they were doing to hear her halfhearted knock.
    Kenzie heard the whoosh of the door opening and the sound of her name spoken by a female. Turning, she saw Ana in the doorframe, standing next to Jace.
    It immediately struck her how perfect they looked together. They were both incredibly good-looking, and they fit like two pieces of a puzzle. Pain lanced her chest as she saw them side by side. Regret and a little bit of jealousy swarmed through her, something she’d no right to feel. She was the reason they’d met in the first place. She’d practically thrown Ana at him, telling him this was the kind of woman he needed.
    “Kensington? What are you doing here?” Jace’s brows were pulled tight into a frown.
    No lie that moved through her sluggish brain was good enough, and the hell if she was going to tell him the truth. “I can see you’re busy. Don’t mind me. Continue on with whatever it is that you were doing. I’ll leave you to it.”
    Kenzie spun so fast she nearly fell over in the ridiculous shoes. She righted herself as quickly as she could and stumbled toward the street.
    “Kensington! Stop!”
    Tears streamed down her face as she continued to walk as fast as her feet would take her. She dug into her coat pocket for her keys, the wine bottle slipping from her hand. But she kept walking, leaving the bottle as a victim of her stupidity, the broken shards reminiscent of her broken ego. Clicking the Unlock button, she had one hand on the door when a steel clamp closed on her forearm.
    “Kensington. Where are you going?”
    “Home.” She couldn’t face him, not with tears in her eyes. “I’m going home. Just let me leave.”
    “I can’t do that, sweetheart.”
    The endearment surprised her. She’d not been expecting it. But then she realized he’d been entertaining Ana just moments before, and he had the nerve to call her sweetheart. Anger roiled through her, and it felt so much more natural than her tears. Turning to face him, she raised her chin and looked at him defiantly.
    “Go back to Ana. Just let me go.”
    “Back to me?” Ana came down the driveway. “Kenzie, are you nuts? I ran into Jace this afternoon at Starbucks, and he asked me to help him win you over. He’s only interested in one female, and it sure as heck isn’t me.”
    Shock filled her again as she gazed at Jace and back to Ana.
    “Assumptions are going to kill this before it ever