The Playboy Bachelor by Rachel van Dyken

Author:Rachel van Dyken [Dyken, Rachel van]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: contemporary romance
ISBN: 9781455598731
Publisher: Hachette Digital, Inc.
Published: 2017-04-10T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Three

The last time Margot had been that terrified was when she woke up in the hospital with her leg in a cast and a tell-all expression on the doctor’s face that instantly worried her.

And now, she was worried for Bentley. Worried about the aftermath and what was said.

And she was selfishly worried about herself.

Her eyes were heavy with exhaustion as she lay in bed and replayed the night’s events. Her mind was going at a million miles a minute, and her heart was still thumping against her chest like it was going to seize.

She should have admitted to Bentley that she already knew that he’d been hospitalized.

But it seemed like the wrong timing: Oh, thanks for standing up for me and going to jail for the night over something that I already knew. By the way, did you know that there are over fifty websites dedicated to your hair and smile alone?

Margot groaned and covered her face with a pillow¸ letting out a little scream as she tried to force her racing mind to slow the hell down.

He was a complete enigma.

What did she even know about this man staying with her? This man who had walked away from her when she’d needed him most?

Fact: Bentley always deflected with humor.

Fact: He was angry with his grandfather.

Fact: Clearly he was trying to prove himself, but to whom?

Fact: The auction was the only reason he was at her house.

Fact: Had he not been in the auction, would he have ever confessed all of those things to her? Would he have ever sought her out and apologized for abandoning her all those years go?

Fact: He didn’t know that Brant knew about her leg.

And that, that was going to be a problem, because while Bentley hadn’t made sure Margot was okay after the accident, Brant had.

She still remembered his dark, worried expression. She’d thought he was Bentley at first and reached for him, only to jerk back with surprise when she realized it was Brant.

Margot swallowed the ever-present lump in her throat and tried once again to focus her thoughts on the positive.

Like kissing.

Kissing Bentley.

Kissing Bentley and forgetting about everything auction related and focusing on…

…a picnic.

She could do a picnic.

Picnics were harmless, right? Children went on picnics, not sexy ex–best friends who tasted like sin and reeked of poor life choices.

Okay, that’s unfair.

He smelled amazing, too.

What type of unjust God allowed men like Bentley to exist? He needed a flaw other than his abandonment, because no matter how hard she tried, it was getting more and more difficult to hold on to the anger.

And without the anger, she was in dangerous territory, wanting more than friendship and actually believing that he might want more, too.

Ugh. Kisses probably weren’t included in the auction package.

Great. Now she was thinking about packages.

His package to be exact.

NyQuil. Sedation. Sheep.

“Damn it!” She thumped the pillow against the headboard around eight times and crossed her arms.

A soft knock sounded at her door. Jolting upright, she fixed her hair, tucking

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