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hands-off Tris directive. So what the fuck was he doing? Was being with her really worth losing the first real sense of family he’d ever had?
He saw her note on the desk, and a pang of guilt pierced him dead center in the chest. Shit. How long had she waited before going back to her room? How had she felt? Then, the more unhelpful thought—had she been aching for him?
He needed a much better plan because staying away from her was becoming a problem.
First mistake, letting Tris into his room. Second mistake, kissing her. Third mistake, putting his mouth on those pert, full, breasts of hers. His hands itched with the need to touch her again. He was an idiot.
Last night, he'd been all kinds of ragey at the dumb-fucks who'd gotten wasted in their room and needed a ride to the hospital. Luckily, he'd been able to get War to take his place and keep an eye on Tris for the duration of his little hospital trip, but once his blood cooled and he started thinking with the head on top of his shoulders, not the one in his shorts, he knew he'd fucked up. It didn't matter how much he wanted her, she had no business in his bed. He knew from experience that bad things happened when he let himself want something. They were taken away.
At sixteen, he’d had his first girlfriend, Christa Cummings. She’d been a freshman at UNLV with him and a couple of years older than he was. He’d managed to keep it a secret from the old man for months, using the classes excuse and War to explain his absences.
But somehow, his father had known. Once, the two of them had snuck off to a motel so they could be alone. He’d worked several extra shifts just to be able to afford to take her there. They’d been so excited and hot for each other that he’d missed seeing his father’s red Audi in the parking lot.
When they’d checked into their room, they’d been so desperate and in a hurry to get each other’s clothes off that they paid little attention to the shadow in the corner.
His father had known all about their plan. He’d followed Shane more than once, hacked his email. Done his research. Needless to say, it had freaked Christa out.
Shane was at least grateful that his father had saved the beating until Christa had left. Having her see him humiliated like that would have broken him in ways his father never could. He’d taken the beating. Taken the words. Loser. Failure. Bastard . As long as she didn’t see it. The old man had been livid that he’d jeopardized his future. Went on and on about how women could trap him.
But Christa hadn't escaped his father’s wrath unscathed. Daddy Dearest had pulled information about Christa’s family and her parents. He’d threatened to have her father fired from his casino job if she ever went anywhere near Shane again.
She’d never spoken to Shane again. He had been desperate to apologize, but she’d avoided him, never giving him a chance to explain or to say how sorry he was to drag her into his fucked up world. It was a lesson he hadn’t forgotten.
Things were different now; the asshole was dead. But girls like Tris were still off limits. Not only was he the hired help, but he was also lying to her. It didn’t matter how much he wanted her; she couldn’t be his.
Other Books by Nana Malone
SEDUCTIVE IN STILETTOS PART 3
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Blurb:
Was one taste worth her freedom…
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Shane knows he never should have touched her. Held her. But it’s too late for regrets now. He knows what he should do, walk away before she gets hurt. But he can’t stand to see her with anyone else. Will he dare to grasp his chance at happiness or will he give it all up for the mission.
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Available here !
About Nana Malone
U SA Today Bestselling Author , Nana Malone’s love of all things romance and adventure started with a tattered romantic suspense she borrowed from her cousin on a sultry summer afternoon in Ghana at a precocious thirteen. She’s been in love with kick butt heroines ever since.
With her
He saw her note on the desk, and a pang of guilt pierced him dead center in the chest. Shit. How long had she waited before going back to her room? How had she felt? Then, the more unhelpful thought—had she been aching for him?
He needed a much better plan because staying away from her was becoming a problem.
First mistake, letting Tris into his room. Second mistake, kissing her. Third mistake, putting his mouth on those pert, full, breasts of hers. His hands itched with the need to touch her again. He was an idiot.
Last night, he'd been all kinds of ragey at the dumb-fucks who'd gotten wasted in their room and needed a ride to the hospital. Luckily, he'd been able to get War to take his place and keep an eye on Tris for the duration of his little hospital trip, but once his blood cooled and he started thinking with the head on top of his shoulders, not the one in his shorts, he knew he'd fucked up. It didn't matter how much he wanted her, she had no business in his bed. He knew from experience that bad things happened when he let himself want something. They were taken away.
At sixteen, he’d had his first girlfriend, Christa Cummings. She’d been a freshman at UNLV with him and a couple of years older than he was. He’d managed to keep it a secret from the old man for months, using the classes excuse and War to explain his absences.
But somehow, his father had known. Once, the two of them had snuck off to a motel so they could be alone. He’d worked several extra shifts just to be able to afford to take her there. They’d been so excited and hot for each other that he’d missed seeing his father’s red Audi in the parking lot.
When they’d checked into their room, they’d been so desperate and in a hurry to get each other’s clothes off that they paid little attention to the shadow in the corner.
His father had known all about their plan. He’d followed Shane more than once, hacked his email. Done his research. Needless to say, it had freaked Christa out.
Shane was at least grateful that his father had saved the beating until Christa had left. Having her see him humiliated like that would have broken him in ways his father never could. He’d taken the beating. Taken the words. Loser. Failure. Bastard . As long as she didn’t see it. The old man had been livid that he’d jeopardized his future. Went on and on about how women could trap him.
But Christa hadn't escaped his father’s wrath unscathed. Daddy Dearest had pulled information about Christa’s family and her parents. He’d threatened to have her father fired from his casino job if she ever went anywhere near Shane again.
She’d never spoken to Shane again. He had been desperate to apologize, but she’d avoided him, never giving him a chance to explain or to say how sorry he was to drag her into his fucked up world. It was a lesson he hadn’t forgotten.
Things were different now; the asshole was dead. But girls like Tris were still off limits. Not only was he the hired help, but he was also lying to her. It didn’t matter how much he wanted her; she couldn’t be his.
Other Books by Nana Malone
SEDUCTIVE IN STILETTOS PART 3
----
Blurb:
Was one taste worth her freedom…
----
Shane knows he never should have touched her. Held her. But it’s too late for regrets now. He knows what he should do, walk away before she gets hurt. But he can’t stand to see her with anyone else. Will he dare to grasp his chance at happiness or will he give it all up for the mission.
----
Available here !
About Nana Malone
U SA Today Bestselling Author , Nana Malone’s love of all things romance and adventure started with a tattered romantic suspense she borrowed from her cousin on a sultry summer afternoon in Ghana at a precocious thirteen. She’s been in love with kick butt heroines ever since.
With her
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