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Continue on to read One Kiss as an exclusive gift included with Hometown Virgin. Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it!
One Kiss
One kiss... and nothing fits anymore. Nothing makes sense.
One kiss. Singular. And everything changed.
I've known James since... forever.
And he's a jerk.
Sure, he's handsome, exotic, rich, and experienced. But, a jerk!
Fighting him is like fighting myself.
I should stay away.
Can I trust a man who was as many chicks on his arm as he has bucks in his wallet?
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The sound of tires screeching and an engine roaring had Hailey Sawyer jolting to attention in the parking lot. From silence to thunder, and in less time than it took her to blink.
Before her, her brother and his dick of a best friend’s company gleamed in the sunlight. And by company, she meant it. This wasn’t just a ‘building’. It was a complex. A whopping five million square feet of reflective windows that made her eyes burn as the sun reflected upon the shades, where military-level secrets and hot shit technology combined to create cars that belonged on episodes of the Jetsons. In fact, she thought even George would be amazed by what went down in these hallowed walls.
Before she could be shake her head in surprise—yet again—that her older brother was co-owner of this insanity, she glowered as a bright, cherry-red car squealed to a halt at the front doors.
The squeal was followed by a rip-roaring holler that she immediately recognized.
Aidan, her brother was cool and calm. Not exactly staid, because still waters certainly ran deep, but very chill. In comparison to his business partner, James Arias, he was boring as hell.
Hailey loved her brother. He was a confidante, always had been, and they’d been close since they were little despite the five-year age gap. This company was a vital part of him, and his work took up most of his days. Sure, he had his little thrills, things that would have any man getting giddy, like season tickets to his favorite teams—with private boxes and front row seats where it mattered most. But at heart, he was a geek.
James Arias, however, worked on a whole other scale.
Bland, boring… no. Those were not words that would ever describe James. Mainly because he was an adrenaline junkie par none. Throw in the fact he could buy and sell the President of the United States, was renowned for his engineering flair and his ability to throw a wild party… well, everyone looked uncool in comparison to James.
Not that she approved.
The guy was a jerk.
It didn’t matter how many holiday dinners he attended at her parents’ house. Once a jerk, always a jerk. Even if said jerk looked ridick cute in the fugly sweater she’d bought him last Thanksgiving—a Reindeer complete with a nose that glowed thanks to a battery pack he had to smuggle in his jeans’ pocket. Sure, he’d been game to wear that monstrosity, but it didn’t mean she had to like him.
He was bad news. Always had been.
