Muffin Top by Flynn Avery

Author:Flynn, Avery
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Entangled, Amara, Romantic Comedy, Women’s Humorous Fiction, Humor & Satire Fiction, Contemporary Romance Fiction, American Humorous Fiction, Contemporary Romance, New Adult & College Romance, Single Women Fiction, Humorous Literary Fiction, Coming of Age Fiction, General Humorous Fiction, Contemporary Women's Fiction, Women's Romance Fiction, Action & Adventure Romance Fiction, Romance, Romance Anthologies, Contemporary Women’s Fiction, Women’s Adventure Fiction, Romantic Themes Wedding
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC
Published: 2018-10-28T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Frankie had no idea what had just happened. Wait. He took that back. He knew what had happened, but was clueless about how he’d become the asshole in all of this.

What in the ever-loving hell was going on?

Once actual thought had burst through the haze of WTF, he started to strip down. It didn’t take long, since he wasn’t slowed down by having to deliver an angry tirade directed at a person who was so turned on by seeing Lucy’s naked body that they couldn’t think straight, let alone form words.

By the time he was bare-ass naked, the woman in question had made it out to the floating dock. She pulled herself up onto it, and Frankie’s brain went into shutdown mode again.

The moonlight caught every inch of her skin, wet and tempting from her swim. He might have been—okay, totally was—mesmerized, but she couldn’t even be bothered to look back toward the shore. Instead, she went straight to the metal box in the middle of the wooden square and pulled out a blanket. With a few efficient moves, she had it spread out on the dock and sat down, facing away from him as if he didn’t even exist.

Oh no. That was not going to happen.

Lucy Kavanagh wasn’t going to tell him that he couldn’t possibly want her when every part of him—including the part pointing right at her—wanted her very, very badly.

That need, hot and urgent, spurred him forward into the water. On any other night, the squishy ground and God-knew-what that had brushed against his leg in the murky depths of the lake may have stopped a city boy like him who’d only ever been in chlorinated pools. However, tonight was a different story.

His patience had run out.

He made it out to the dock in record time, if someone kept records for naked night swimming to go have an argument with a woman who made him nuttier than a handful of peanuts. Reaching up, he planted his palms on the floating dock and vaulted up onto it.

“Lucy Kavanagh, you are fucking maddening.”

She jumped up from the blanket with a squawk of surprise as if she really had figured he’d just gotten an eyeful of her naked and had slunk away into the night. That just pissed him off more.

“I am not that bitch Constance, or that guy from Marino’s who told you to eat a salad, or any of the other dumbasses who’ve been too stupid to see you as you are.”

She whirled around. “Oh yeah, and what’s that?”

“One of those women who men start wars over.”

He heard her breath hitch in surprise. God, all he wanted in the world was to take the three steps it would take to reach her so he could touch his fill, but he wasn’t going to do that. Precarious didn’t begin to describe the situation, and he wasn’t about to intimidate her with his size or the fact that they were both naked, staring at each other like they were the answer to each other’s questions.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.