The Dirty Girls Book Club by Savanna Fox

Author:Savanna Fox [Fox, Savanna]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance, Contemporary, Fiction
ISBN: 9780425253151
Google: yEgMrVttYLsC
Amazon: 0425253155
Publisher: Penguin UK
Published: 2012-09-03T23:00:00+00:00

Nineteen

Georgia was so upset that she could barely force herself to get behind the wheel of her car and turn on the ignition. She glanced at Woody, who’d lowered himself slowly to the passenger seat, buckled up, then put his head back and closed his eyes. He must be in serious pain to admit that he needed help.

She gritted her teeth and pulled away from the curb. The man had saved her from two muggers. The least she could do was get him home safely. “Woody? Where’s your place?”

“Yaletown.” Not opening his eyes, he gave directions.

Though her hands—her entire body—wanted to tremble, she forced herself to focus entirely on driving and following his instructions. One thing at a time. Get to his building.

She pulled up at the security gate to an underground parking lot. “We’re here. How do we get in?”

He opened his eyes, pulled a key ring out of his pocket, and pressed a button on a fob.

The gate lifted and she drove in and parked in a guest spot.

Inside the elevator, he hit the button for the thirtieth—and top—floor. “Thanks for doing this.” He glanced at her, then away again, looking uncomfortable.

Her heart softened. Poor Mr. Tough Guy, hating to admit weakness. Little did he know, she was flattered that he would reveal his vulnerability to her and ask for her help. It made him even more appealing. And, though she was still traumatized by the attack, she would be there for him the way he’d been there for her.

He sure looked the worse for wear, his hair messed up, that lovely jersey stained with blood and dirt. His nose had begun to swell, his left eye was puffing, and a bruise was coming up. He looked like a total bad boy, which shouldn’t appeal to a woman like her and yet it did. In a very sexual way.

How could she think about sex at a time like this, when she could have been seriously hurt and when Woody was injured and in pain— and all because she’d been silly enough to park her car on the street rather than in the hotel’s nice, safe underground lot?

On the thirtieth floor, she realized there were only four apartments. Penthouse apartments, it dawned on her.

When he unlocked the door and she stepped inside, the windows drew her. Such an incredible view. She oriented herself, realizing his apartment was on the northeast corner. The living room windows showcased downtown Vancouver, Coal Harbour, and False Creek. Scattered across the dark nightscape was the yellow gleam of dozens of lit-up windows. But the darkness reminded her of the street, of the man who’d come out of the shadows, light glinting off the blade of his knife.

Shivering, she hugged her arms around her body and turned her back to the windows.

The room was filled with relatively masculine furniture, heavy on the leather, a large TV, a sound system, and a few large paintings of winter landscapes featuring frozen lakes.

Subconsciously, she’d expected a small, messy, bachelor pad.

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