Fighting Heart: Fighting Heart Erotic Bad Boy Romance Series Book 1 by Hamilton Nicole

Author:Hamilton, Nicole [Hamilton, Nicole]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: NicoleHamiltonBooks.com
Published: 2015-05-19T16:00:00+00:00

Eleven

I got through the weekend okay after my second row with Cody. I spent a half hour reading up on William Blake, but really, who was I kidding? All I could think of was how I was about to lose my job when I needed it the most. Purdy and Reggie had been unfair to me, but so far life hadn’t exactly been a great example of fairness. These were the cards I had been dealt and there was no point moaning anymore. Yet again I’d been too hard on Cody. The guy was cute, not my sort of cute, but he was funny and kind of charming. But he just kept getting too close to the pressure points in my life right now. I was beginning to think he liked me a little – in more than a study buddy kind of way. But then again why else would a boy be so willing to help me in all the ways he wanted to help me? If he was attracted to me it was kind of flattering. He wasn’t a weirdo, he wasn’t predatory, he was nice and he wanted to help. When I was calm again – when my life was all fixed up – I would be nice to him and thank him for that. But he had no chance of anything else with me. Brandon was one hundred per cent my main man, and in between fits of worry and angst, I still remembered the feeling of his skin on mine, the fullness of my body when he was within me, and the sweet release when we came together. Indulging in those memories became my only joy that weekend as I began to turn my job around. I worked hard, I was polite, and when the odd jerk-off tried to do one per cent more than simply eye me up in my waitress get up, I just gave him my killer sickly sweet smile. If the jerk in question looked closely enough, he would have seen the total contempt in my eyes. But thankfully they didn’t, and the tips kept flowing. By Sunday night, my weekend’s earnings were enough to make me think anything was achievable. Even mission impossible. I spoke to Brandon by phone and we reminisced about our night together and we were hastily planning another. But to enjoy our time even more, I needed to fix things with the Dean. Brandon told me not to worry about anything, that it would come good, but I’d heard that line already from Cody. I knew I was in charge of my own destiny and I had the responsibility to fix it. The Dean was being unreasonable, and I planned to tell him so. I intended to get my original deadline reinstated.

Tired as hell on Monday morning, having applied enough cosmetics to make a drag queen look stunning, I sauntered to college and arrived by eleven am. I got a coffee for Dutch courage – it was too early for the Union bar – and planned my best lines and appeals.

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