The Bad Boy Next Door by Lexxie Couper

Author:Lexxie Couper [Couper, Lexxie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: General Fiction
Publisher: Book Boutiques
Published: 2016-09-25T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 4

He didn’t answer me. Not at first. It took me starting to climb off the bed before he did. Mind you, there were no words to start with. Instead, he snared my wrist in a tight grip, halting my exasperated shuffle toward the edge of the mattress.

I stopped, fixing him with a pinning glare. “No dodging or side-stepping or sweet-talking your way out of telling me, Lucas,” I ordered.

“What if I make you forget with more incredible fucking?”

Even though my tummy and pussy fluttered and constricted at his question, I held firm. “We just had incredible fucking,” I pointed out, “and I haven’t forgotten how you turned up at my place, nor the fact we’re in a house I didn’t know you owned, with a fully equipped gym and firing range downstairs.”

An unreadable glint filled his eyes and his jaw bunched. “You’ve been through the house, I take it.”

I nodded. “I have. Care to tell me what’s in the safe?”

“A new life.”

I blinked. “Well, that sounds ridiculously ominous.”

He grinned.

I frowned. “Care to elaborate?”

He shook his head. “Not yet. Ask me about the house first.”

I frowned again. Considering I was meant to be in charge of this interrogation, I was feeling a tad not in charge. “Tell me about the house. How can you afford something like this? And why do I have a garage door opener for it in my car?”

“I bought the house with cash three months ago.”

“Cash?” I don’t think my eyebrows could go any higher up my forehead. “You bought it for cash. It must be worth—”

“I paid two mil for it.”

My stomach dropped. My mouth fell open. I gaped at him, not sure I’d heard him correctly. “Two mil. You bought this for two million dollars cash?”

He grinned. “I had to talk the previous owners down a few grand, of course.”

I pulled a face of mock agreement. “Oh, of course.”

He laughed. God, it was a sexy, unsettling sound. It made my nipples pebble and my tummy flutter. Damn him.

When he didn’t elaborate, I gave him a go-on glare.

He chuckled. Again, my body reacted. Damn him again. “There’s a lot of money to be made in underground professional MMA, Ronnie.”

“MMA?” I frowned for a third time. “What’s that?”

“Mixed martial arts.”

My tummy fluttered again, but this time it had nothing to do with sexual excitement and everything to do with stunned horror. “That barbaric sport where two guys try to beat the shit out of each other any way they can?”

“That’s the one.”

I swear to God, he sounded proud.

I wanted to hit him.

Instead, I shook my head. “You bought a two-million-dollar house with cash you made being a MMA fighter?”

He nodded and then changed the nod to a non-committal head wobble, his expression equally as ambiguous. “Yes and no.”

“Tell me about the no part,” I instructed.

He shifted on the bed. I thought he was going to reposition himself to a sitting position, but instead, he rolled onto his side, propped his head up on one hand and drew a lazy line up and down my thigh with a finger.

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