“Ha. If only I could knock a few back, maybe it’d help my nerves too.” She gives me a questionable look so I clarify for her why I won’t be getting shit faced tonight. “Big game tomorrow. Kind of important for the star quarterback to not be hung over before the game,” I tell her with an amused tone.
Nodding I see understanding flash across her face. “Awww, I see. I have to agree with you. I don’t want the quarterback bombing the game from being too hungover after a night of reckless drinking with me to be on my conscience too. It’s bad enough I’ll have sleeping with my teaching assistant already hanging over me come tomorrow.”
I let out a deep chuckle and slide my hands behind my head. “Aren’t we the cocky one now? I thought the agreement was drinks, dinner, and then maybe sex…who’s to say that I won’t feel wined and dined enough after tonight to put out at the end of the date?”
The sexiest giggle fills the bar as she bursts out laughing. She leans towards me laughing the airiest, light-hearted laugh as her hand comes to rest on my thigh. Immediately I feel a spark course through the fabric of my slacks and straight to my dick.
“Wow. You sure know how to put the pressure on a girl. So the way into your pants is liquor, steak, and caressing your ego, is that it?” Her eyes twinkle as she grins up at me with the brightest smile I’ve ever seen grace her face. I’m happy she’s relaxing and being herself again.
Bringing my hand to my stomach I pat it. “Yes, darlin’. I must admit that is the way to my heart. Jack Daniels and Steak. Those are the two most romantic words you can whisper to a true Southern gentleman.”
“Good to know,” she replies as she takes her drink from the bartender and eyes my dirty whiskey as it slides in front of me. “What do you say we finish these drinks and then head up to your room and order room service? I think we have a lot to talk about, and it most definitely shouldn’t be discussed in the middle of a crowded restaurant.”
I fist my drink and toss it back, letting the warm liquor slide down my throat. I welcome the familiar burn and smack my lips together before slamming the glass back down onto the bar.
“I like the sound of that. Plus I’d really like to get you out of that wig so I can see your beautiful raven colored hair. I’ve daydreamed about wrapping my fingers in it since the first day I met you.”
Crossing her legs she relaxes in her seat as she brings her glass up to her lips and takes a slow sip of her Vodka Cranberry. She lets out a soft sigh as she pulls the glass from her lips and sets it back down onto the bar. “All seriousness right now, Nathan, are you sure about this? If you have any doubts, you can back out now.”
Reaching into the inside pocket of my jacket, I grab the paper envelope with her money in it and slide it out and across the bar. Her eyes dart down to the envelope and then around the room to make sure no one saw what just happened.
“I can’t take that,” she says in a low clipped tone and slams her clutch over it to hide it from other guests as they pass by us. She narrows her eyes at me, “I will not be paid to have sex with you. You aren’t just some John, Nate! I’d feel too dirty taking your money and then having to work side by side with you come Monday.”
She shoves the envelope back at me and then jumps off of the bar stool. I scramble to my feet retrieving the envelope and slipping it back into my coat before chasing after her. For being in sky high fucking stilettos, she sure can move pretty fucking fast. I catch up to her outside the bar. I grab her arm halting her before she can escape into the night.
“Stop,” I plead as I tug gently on her arm. “Please don’t make a scene, everyone knows who I am…we don’t need to draw attention to ourselves. It’s too dangerous for you and me.”
Letting out a low, frustrated growl that causes my dick to jump and my lungs to seize in my chest as I imagine her making that sound as I thrust my dick into her repeatedly, she stalks towards the wall of elevators pressing the up button.
“Fine. We’ll go to your room—to talk,” she spits out between clenched teeth as she whips her head up at me. The hurt in her eyes knocks me back a step. We discussed paying beforehand the other day. I assumed I’d come off as an asshole if I assumed I didn’t have to pay her because we work together.
Women confuse the fuck out of me.
I’m grateful when the elevators slide open that we’re alone as we step inside and watch the sleek gold doors slide shut in front of us. I press the button for the twentieth floor and sag against the wall stuffing my hands into my pockets. Haylee comes to rest beside me with two bodies worth of distance between us. She keeps her head down not speaking at first as we begin to ascend.
Deciding to be the bigger person, I speak first. “I’m sorry if I upset you. I just assumed since we discussed me paying you and all that you would still want your money. I know you need it, Haylee. You don’t need to put on an act for me. Believe me, I have more money than I could ever spend in this lifetime or the next. So giving you a couple grand to help you out is no skin off my back. If it means you won’t have to sleep with another guy at least for the time being, so be it. Take whatever I have to give.”
I keep my eyes locked on her, watching her every move. From the way her chest rises and falls with each breath she takes, to the way her fingers strum nervously against the brass bar she’s propping herself against, to the way she chews nervously on her bottom lip as her mind runs a million thoughts a minute.
Finally, after what feels like an eternity she turns her head and peers up at me. “I’m sorry. God—I must look like a raging, crazy bitch right about now. Seeing you and having everything exposed that I’ve kept secret for so long—it kind of threw me for a minute. I don’t want you to think any less of me because you are paying me for sex like some dirty hooker.”
My heart sinks in my chest as I see the pain in her eyes. She has so much pride in her career and in everything she’s accomplished. I can understand completely how vulnerable this is making her. Some may judge her harshly, but I’m trying to have an open mind about it all.
Hell, half the girls on campus fuck a different guy every weekend for free in exchange for dinner, beer, or just a half decent orgasm. It’s no different from what she’s doing except she’s actually doing it because she feels like she has to. I hope by the end of the night I can figure out why it is she’s resorted to this lifestyle.
“When we get to the room you’re going to take the money. It’ll be a gift. Alright? I in no way expect any sexual favors in exchange for the money. Is that understood?” I ask as I step closer to her and box her in against the wall of the elevator. I brace my arms against the wall on either side of her head and inhale a sharp breath as I feel her hands come to rest on my chest.
“I understand completely.” Her words come out breathless as she blinks up at me with a look of pure lust darkening her gaze.
“Good. Now that we have that settled I need to do something that I’ve wanted to do for way too long. I’m not one for usually practicing patience.”
Before she gets a chance to respond, I press my body hard against her and dip my head down crashing my lips to hers. I immediately feel her hands tighten around the fabric of my shirt as she fists it in her hands pulling me against her, silently begging for me to keep kissing her.
Her lips are soft and taste like Grey Goose and Cranberry juice. I slip my tongue into her mouth needing to get a better taste. She moans against my lips as my tongue caresses hers. I grind my hips into her stomach as my hands slide down the wall and finger her hair. I yank at the wig tossing it to the ground beside our feet and do what I’ve dreamt about every time I’ve jerked off to the image of her in my mind. Her black hair falls down cascading along her shoulders as I set it free from the hair tie holding it in a tight bun on top of her head. The instant it’s free from its confinements I slide my fingers into it and relish in the feeling of the silky locks tangling in my hands.
“Mmmm,” she moans against my lips as she tilts her head back giving my mouth full access to
every inch of her mouth and neck. I slow our kiss, nipping at her bottom lip before trailing my mouth along her jawline and onto her neck. I inhale deeply through my nose breathing in the fresh, crisp scent of apples and fall spices I’ve come to love so much as I lick and suck at her warm flesh. I feel her pulse racing against my tongue causing my dick to throb harder.
I love that I have her body shifting into overdrive before I’ve even begun to show her what I’m made of.
The dinging of the elevator alerting us that we’ve reached our floor forces me to pry myself off of her. She lets out a soft groan as I push off of the wall and away from her. I take her hands into mine as they fall away from my chest and lead her out of the elevator.
She glances back at the wig lying on the elevator floor but never stops to grab it. Instead, she follows me out of the elevator and towards my room. I stop in front of room 2032 and take the key card out of my pants pocket.
I glance at her over my shoulder as I hover the card over the slot in the door, “Once we walk through these doors there’s no turning back…”
Squeezing my hand she rests her cheek against my arm and smiles up at me. “I know. The minute you kissed me in that elevator, I knew there was no way I was leaving here tonight without experiencing everything with you. So lead the way, my fine sir. Show me what it’s like to be with the great Nate Preston.”
We both burst out laughing as I shove the door open.
“Are you sure you’re ready for all this greatness, darlin’?” I drawl into her ear before nipping playfully at her lobe.
Taking me by surprise, she kicks the door shut and shoves me against it. I grin down at her as she stares up at me with eyes that are lust filled with burning need. I’m loving this take charge side of her that she’s revealing to me. “I’m passed ready. Now less talking—more stripping,” she says fisting my shirt and yanking it open causing small, pearl colored buttons to scatter around the marble floor of the entrance way.
THE END FOR NOW!
Look for Scandalous part 2 next month!
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
First and foremost, I need to thank my fans! Especially my street teams: Kayden’s Angels & Danielle’s Dames. Without you girls pimping me and my books all over I wouldn’t be where I am today.
My street team is seriously the BEST! Especially my team captain Traci Hyland. I cannot say enough how much I appreciate every single one of you. You’ve slowly become great friends, not just fans. I appreciate everything you do!
My always FANTASTIC BETA Readers! Amy, Tammi, Emma, Sophie, Charity, Danielle and Tabby I can’t thank you girls enough for all that you do! The most important one being supporting me no matter what I decide to write. You girls are always my biggest cheerleaders. So thank you! Your support and friendships mean the world to me.
I cannot say thank you enough to my bad ass author friend and editor Silla Webb who kicked ass whipping this book into shape for me! You are a rock star!
I need to give a big thank you to my family. My husband, for supporting this dream and doing everything from housework, to cooking, to traveling with me to signings, and patiently waiting every night for me to finally make it to bed after a long day of writing.
My girls, Madison and Bailey, for being such big helpers! They’ve been a blessing helping keep their little brother Finn occupied, and not complaining when I say we’re ordering pizza again tonight.
I can’t go without giving a shout out to author Sophie Monroe AKA the Selfie to my Skittles. You’re my best friend and my confidant. I don’t know where I’d be without you. I thank God every day for bringing you into my life. Besties forever chick!
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Scandalous
Book 1 in the Scandalous Serial
Scandalous is a work of fiction. Names, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously.
2016 Danielle Jamie eBook edition
Copyright © 2016 Danielle Jamie Wright
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978-1523308569
ISBN-10:
1523308567
Published in the United States by Danielle Wright, Mineville NY
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Edited by: Silla Webb
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