Promises, Promises (Alluring Promises Series Book 1) by Josie Bordeaux

Author:Josie Bordeaux [Bordeaux, Josie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781940533001
Publisher: Josie Bordeaux
Published: 2013-05-01T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

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I ran up to take my shower. I was so excited that she loved to ride a bike. Fucking Whore hated it and had wanted me to sell it. There was no way I’d sell that thing. I felt the same way Izzy did whenever I rode it. Not a care in the world and all your problems disappear.

The more I talked with Izzy, the more my attraction to her grew. She was so fun and once she got past that vacant look in her eyes and took off with what she wanted to say, she was amazing. More and more, I felt like I needed to convince her she wouldn’t be a rebound if we got together. I hoped we got together. She was funny, smart, quick-witted…well, with a couple beers in her. God, she was so naturally gorgeous. She seemed to barely wear any makeup, especially when she came down the stairs this morning and after our run. I would love to see her first thing in the morning in my bed like that.

I loved running with her and she was so easy to talk to. But even in our quiet spells, it felt like we didn’t have to talk. I loved that she tried to test me. Wonder if I actually did pass. I was pretty close to collapsing, but I wasn’t going to let her see that. I couldn’t let douche Mark win that competition. Shit. Was I in a competition? I started sounding like Flynn now. Great.

I thought back to the text I noticed on her phone about meeting him tomorrow. Wonder if I can try to keep her up late. Maybe she’ll be too tired to run with him tomorrow. Crap, she’d be pissed at me. Again. Probably not the best idea. Think I’ll just try to win her over with the incredible attraction we have with each other. What if she has that with douche? Shit. No wonder why Flynn acts like a dick with Mel if this is the way he goes back and forth in his head.

I changed quickly and ran downstairs anxious to spend more time with her. Izzy was looking at my family pictures on my mantle. My mom made sure I had plenty of them from presents over the years. She said it didn’t make it such a cold, sterile bachelor pad. Fucking Whore kept trying to take them down. We fought over those too. I would never take them down. My family means everything to me and I loved having those pictures around.

“I love this photo! Is this your Mom and brother–Matt, right?” She asked while giggling at the image.

I took a quick look at which one she was holding and laughed. “Yeah, we were at Grand Canyon. My Dad loves to take pictures, so we barely have any photos with him in there.”

She eyed me up and down then bit her luscious full bottom lip, smiling brightly. “Nice rugby shirt.”

Trying to contain a groan from her look, I faked a chuckle, “I thought you might like it.

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