Girl-Nerds Like it Longer (Erotic Romance) Book 4 by Dunning Rachel

Author:Dunning, Rachel
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: erotic, comedy, humor, chick lit, new adult
Publisher: Rachel Dunning

-12-

"Fine, I'll go with you," I said.

I texted Clay and told him I wouldn't be able to see him today. I didn't tell him why. Then I put my phone off.

I told Miss Homewrecker here that, if she wanted me to go with her, she'd have to pick me up away from the college grounds, because there was no ways I was letting these kids on the steps spread the word that I left in her car. As far as Clayton should know, I had a run-in with her, and that was all.

Clayton's looks meant he had other suitors as well. Not only this sexy broad here. And, yet, I'd never seen him with any other girls. And that was another problem. Because there really was something to this temptress. Something that had initially attracted him to her, and then kept him with her. Something that made her an opponent I feared more than the biggest boss of any computer game ever developed.

Something I needed to understand.

And, if I couldn't beat her in a fair fight, here was something I needed to learn the cheat codes for. Whatever Clayton felt for her was his business. I wouldn't be able to change that. But this bitch had made it personal.

So I made it my personal mission to take her down.

I was feeling so bad-ass.

I was ready to downright blow her out the water.

I waited around the corner, fists clenched, ready to bomb her to smithereens.

I was feeling so wicked...

Until she picked me up.

Then I didn't feel wicked at all.

I felt...pretty intimidated.

The engine of her sports car revved so powerfully that it felt like a huge vibrator on wheels. Maybe it was. The car screamed like a banshee out of there. Its engine hummed and roared all the way while my ass was massaged by its heated leather seats and my olfactory nerves were caressed by its polished smell.

The second assault on my confidence came when we arrived at her house. No, excuse me, her mansion.

The gates were so tall I thought I would meet Saint Peter himself. We drove in and there was a circle by her front door with a fountain in the center. And a portico covering the entrance.

Inside the house, everything was marble with gold trimming. Stairs spiraled upwards into the no-doubt plush bedroom where she and Clayton had probably fucked up a storm together.

I swallowed hard.

She sashayed glamorously past me in her designer dress. A butler came out from nowhere, holding a tray, and offered me a flute with some sparkly beverage in it. No doubt alcoholic.

I downed it.

Then I downed the second one on there as well.

I looked out the back sliding doors and the view was breathtaking.

A perfect view to screw in front of, I thought.

There was a pool outside, and, beyond it, just open country rolling on forever.

"Layla?"

Her statement brought me back.

The only way to explain how I felt in this house was...I felt like a kid.

An honest-to-goodness child in her presence.

I was already overwhelmed.

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