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Chapters (37)
  1. Title Page
  2. Table of Contents
  3. Dedication
  4. About This Book
  5. Chapter One
  6. Chapter Two
  7. Chapter Three
  8. Chapter Four
  9. Chapter Five
  10. Chapter Six
  11. Chapter Seven
  12. Chapter Eight
  13. Chapter Nine
  14. Chapter Ten
  15. Chapter Eleven
  16. Chapter Twelve
  17. Chapter Thirteen
  18. Chapter Fourteen
  19. Chapter Fifteen
  20. Chapter Sixteen
  21. Chapter Seventeen
  22. Chapter Eighteen
  23. Chapter Nineteen
  24. Chapter Twenty
  25. Chapter Twenty-One
  26. Chapter Twenty-Two
  27. Chapter Twenty-Three
  28. Chapter Twenty-Four
  29. Chapter Twenty-Five
  30. Chapter Twenty-Six
  31. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  32. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  33. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  34. Chapter Thirty
  35. Epilogue
  36. About the Author
  37. Excerpt The Tangle of Awful

“I want that too,” she breathes. “Just lock the door.”

“My good girl is so bad.” I tug at her bottom lip with my teeth. “You’re a bad influence on me.”

“Please…”

Pulling back, I stare into her pretty green eyes. “We can’t and you know it. This is crossing the line.”

She pouts and fuck if that doesn’t make me horny as hell. I grab her wrist, dragging it down to where my dick strains in my slacks.

“Feel this?”

Her tongue darts out, sweeping over her bottom lip and leaving a trail of wetness there. “Y-Yes.”

“You’re a virgin, Willa, and my dick, as you can see, is thick. I can’t just fuck you against my classroom door. I’ll hurt you. We’ll need more preparation.”

“Oh,” she murmurs, brows furling. “When?”

God, this girl kills me.

“Soon. I’ll figure something out.”

“I can leave my window open.” Her eyes search mine, almost pleading. “You could come as soon as it gets dark.”

The temptation to have her tonight is almost too difficult to ignore.

“I’d like that,” I admit, smiling at her, “but I don’t want this to be just about sex.”

She blushes. “It’s not. We don’t have to do that. I just…I want to see you. This isn’t enough.”

“Get to class before I get us both in a lot of trouble.” I rest my forehead to hers. “Okay?”

“Okay.”

We kiss once more before I physically wrench myself away from her. Her lips are puffy and her chin is red from my scruff. I want to turn her entire body red as I devour each inch of her.

“Be careful with Spencer,” I say before I can stop myself.

Her lust-filled haze fades and she frowns at me. “Why? Isn’t he your nephew?”

“He is. I just…” Can see him stealing you away from me. “Just be careful. Tell me you’ll do that.”

“Of course,” she replies with a sharp nod. “Does this mean I can go to the party on Friday night?”

My gut sours at the thought of them alone with her. “I’m still thinking about it.”

Disappointment washes over her features, making me feel like an instant prick. I distract her by stealing another kiss. It’s chaste and ends too soon, but it makes her smile again.

“Have a good rest of your day, beautiful. I’ll see you again soon.”