Beauty and the Brute by Nikki Winter

Author:Nikki Winter [Winter, Nikki]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: football player, interracial, romanticcomedy
Publisher: Nikki Winter Publishing
Published: 2015-04-09T04:00:00+00:00

Alana looked the man over with the same raised brow expression she’d delivered several times since venturing downstairs. “Explain.”

“They’re his dolls,” Noel said from behind her. “They’re his and he’s named them.”

“Lies!”

She snickered at Ashleigh’s outraged cry.

“Amethyst, Jewel, and Sapphire because he has a thing for precious stones. I’ve stumbled across him singing ‘Diamonds are a Girl’s Best-friend’ to himself on more than one occasion. And there’s a boa involved. Feathered.”

“Oh my God.” Her forehead thumped against the countertop as her shoulders shook. Whether it was the fantastic lie or the imagery of someone several inches over six feet, built like a UFC fighter, and covered in ink shimmying…

“Arista named those dolls you flexuous fold of skin on the world’s oily underbelly,” Ashleigh retorted, flipping Noel the bird while pulling out his phone. He then held it up to Alana for inspection, on the large screen a picture of a little girl with brown Kewpie eyes, curling lashes and a cupid’s bow mouth which was stretched wide to show the loss of several bottom row teeth. Her skin was toasted almond and her thick hair had been gently brushed back into a giant puff of kinks that sat fastened with a pink bow. Just behind her was a woman around Alana’s age but she couldn’t make out all of her features, as the only thing not blocked by the little girl’s hair was the woman’s own pair of brown Kewpie eyes and a nose that was pixie-like. Her head was surrounded by a halo of ombre colored locs in a loose bun. However, even without much of her face revealed, Alana knew she was beautiful.

“She’s gorgeous,” she told the defensive end.

“Something he can thank Mackenzie for because as you can see, ugly is an unfortunate disease that can strike at any moment, rendering one immobile and upset.”

Alana smirked at Noel’s teasing but his assessment wasn’t, by any means, close to the truth. Genetics had been kind to Ashleigh Thyne; delivering him a lottery winning of sharp angular features softened by a lavish mouth, catlike midnight-gray eyes, a straight prominent nose and a strong chin. Over his granite jaw sat a short, precision cut beard that was just as neat as the dark, barely-there strands of his hair resting close to his scalp. Every inch of his large form was covered in an even deep oak complexion that had ruddy undertones. She’d catalogued it all. And then she’d promptly dismissed it. Because apparently her land of Nod was dead to all of those aside from Mr. Baby Bear. Annoying.

“You’re a lovely example of that, aren’t you? With your low sloping brow and eye that just starts to wander…”

She snorted at Ashleigh’s words before she could stop herself. They were horrible to one another. But this was nice. This was entirely too nice. And she was getting entirely too comfortable with a man who’d had his fingers in precarious places just hours before. She was pretty sure she shouldn’t have let that happen without jewelry being given first or…you know…a meal.

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