Bad Rebound (Billionaire's Club: Bad Brothers Book 1) by Elise Faber

Author:Elise Faber [Faber, Elise]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781637490532
Publisher: Elise Faber
Published: 2022-09-26T18:30:00+00:00

“Rafe is going to kill me,” he muttered two hours later.

Teresa tore the plastic wrap with her teeth, tucking the roll into its box, and smacking it into his open palm.

He gave her his other hand, helped her up, not that she needed the assistance.

But frankly, he was taking every chance he could to touch her.

Feeding the need inside him.

Not pushing.

And she’d come.

Letting him help her make mischief, letting him touch her.

Letting him assist with her torture of Rafe.

“What are you talking about?” she asked lightly as she hopped to her feet, slipping her hand from his, turning to study their handiwork.

And grinning.

“He’s going to love it,” she added, studying the toolbox that had been wrapped in the thin, stretchable sheet of plastic, inside of which were his tools…each of which had been neatly covered in that same wrap.

The man wasn’t going to be able to so much as open a box or hammer a nail or screw a screw without fighting with the clinging plastic.

“He’s going to hate it,” Jeremy said.

“He’s going to hate it,” Teresa agreed.

He fought a smile. “It’s going to be great.”

Teresa didn’t fight it, just let the smile out. “It’s going to be great,” she agreed again.

Fuck, if laughter didn’t bubble up in his throat, if it didn’t escape into the space around them. Hell, if he didn’t feel so much fucking better after their dastardly deeds, even if their fun would be at Rafe’s expense.

Though, he supposed he owed his best friend at least one dastardly deed considering he still hadn’t forgiven Rafe for hijacking his container of Oreos and replacing all the centers with toothpaste.

Toothpaste.

Had that happened in the last ten years? No.

Had it happened in college when they were assholes who got off on stuff like that? Yes.

But…toothpaste!

Plastic wrapping Rafe’s tools was only a small payback.

Plus, Oreos had been expensive as fuck for him back then. He’d barely been able to afford the necessities—

No.

He could have afforded more, but he scrimped and lived on a hundred dollars a month (after room and board) because he hadn’t wanted to ask his mom for anything else.

Because Wyatt had been in school, too.

Because she had other kids to take care of.

Because it had all been too much for her.

Because…

No.

What had he wanted?

To not be a burden by being the one who was taking.

So, he never took…which meant he’d been the most noble, the most self-sacrificing and virtuous and—

Fingers on his jaw.

“What are you thinking about?” Teresa asked softly.

He pushed that down, focused on the concerned woman in front of him. “Everything and nothing and too many things at once.”

Her eyes gentled, lips turning up. “Well, that’s cryptic.”

He snorted. “You said some things”—guilt on her face that had him covering her hand, pressing her palm to his cheek, stymieing her apology—“good things. But…” A sigh. “They’ve turned me introspective.”

“Which is a good thing?” she asked, disbelief in every syllable.

“Yeah.” He smiled again. “Mostly because it distracts me enough to participate in dastardly deeds that are going to piss Rafe off.

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