He obviously wasn’t worried about that when he put her name on the table. Now though, as he averts his gaze, I catch a small hint of worry. I can’t help but think she should see what a disrespecting douche he really is, ready to hand her over to bail himself out. Anything to save his own ass. Fight your own battles, dude. Christ, if I had a girl I loved—and I’m questioning Cochrane’s love for Reagan—she’d be on a damn pedestal, and I’d fight tooth and nail to protect her.
“You can’t touch her. She doesn’t deserve that.”
I snort. “She doesn’t deserve any of this now, does she? But here’s what I’ll agree to. I won’t touch her, unless she wants me to.”
“She won’t,” he bites out harshly.
That’s fine by me, I don’t want to touch her either and I am one hundred percent sure Reagan is going to shut this shit down. Although there is another part of me, a small part that sees the obedient daughter, the doting girlfriend, the strait-laced college student who might do whatever it takes to save her boyfriend’s balls, as little as they might be.
I crack my knuckles. “If she says no, we’ll have to find another way to make you pay.” I’ve been keeping score of all the hateful things he said to me, all the cruel pranks to make me look like a loser to his buddies at Wolf House freshman year. Yeah, it was Cochrane who had a huge end of year bash at a posh downtown hotel and invited everyone from Wolf House—everyone but the loser from the wrong side of the tracks. He did love to flaunt his money, and drive home the fact that I didn’t belong. I can’t help but think there was more to it though, that there were other reasons he hated me. Maybe it was because his girlfriend was always nice to me, and I was always nice to her. Maybe on some level he felt threatened. Or maybe not, and I’m not even sure I care.
He gulps. “She’ll agree.”
I tap my fingers on the table. “If I agreed to this, we’d need to set rules.”
“Yeah, of course,” he quickly agrees, a measure of relief registering on his face.
“You owe me a shit ton of money. Reagan is going to have to work that off for as long as it takes.”
His throat gurgles as he swallows, hard, and he tugs at the collar of his shirt as his gaze drops to my knuckles. Is he suddenly realizing the error of his ways, the precious cargo he’s putting in the hands of a guy who was dragged up on the streets? Oh, what would senator daddy think of this? Yeah, like Reagan, he too is following in his father’s footsteps.
“What are the rules?” he asks.
“She’s mine for one month.”
His body stiffens. “You…want her for one month.”
“Yeah, I think that sounds about right. One month to work off your debt.” I press my thumb into my bottom lip, like I’m considering what she might taste like.
“You can’t touch her. It’s not like that.”
“Like I said, I won’t, unless she wants me to.”
“She won’t.” He shakes his phone. “Can you give me a minute to talk to her? I need to run the whole month thing by her.”
I grin. I don’t want Reagan—don’t want to fuck her. I’m not into high maintenance princesses, but his comment about her never wanting me pisses me off enough to say, “Sure, but don’t blame me if it’s my dick she wants when the month is all over.”
Oh, I think Rocco and Reagan are going to get into so much trouble together! To find out more check it out here: Keeping Score
Happy Reading,
Cathryn
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Fair Play
Enemy Down
Keeping Score
All In
Blue Bay Crew
Demolished
Leveled
Hammered
Single Dad
Single Dad Next Door
Single Dad on Tap
Single Dad Burning Up
Players on Ice
The Playmaker
The Stick Handler
The Body Checker
The Hard Hitter
The Risk Taker
The Wing Man
The Puck Charmer
The Troublemaker
The Rule Breaker
In the Line of Duty
His Obsession Next Door
His Strings to Pull
His Trouble in Talulah
His Taste of Temptation
His Moment to Steal
His Best Friend’s Girl
His Reason to Stay
Confessions
Confessions of a Bad Boy Professor
Confessions of a Bad Boy Officer
Confessions of a Bad Boy Fighter
Confessions of a Bad Boy Doctor
Confessions of a Bad Boy Gamer
Confessions of a Bad Boy Millionaire
Confessions of a Bad Boy Santa
Confessions of a Bad Boy CEO
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Body Contact
Full Exposure
Dossier
Private Reserve
House Rules
Under Pressure
Big Catch
Brazilian Fantasy
Improper Proposal
Boys of Beachville
Good at Being Bad
Igniting the Bad Boy
Bad Girl Therapy
Stone Cliff Series:
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Wasted Summer
Love Lessons
Wrapped Up
Eternal Pleasure Series
Instinctive
Impulsive
Indulgent
Sun Stroked Series
Seaside Seduction
Deep Desire
Private Pleasure
Captured and Claimed Series:
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Yours to Teach
Yours to Keep
Firefighter Heat Series
Fever
Siren
Flash Fire
Playing For Keeps Series
Slow Ride
Wild Ride
Sweet Ride
Breaking the Rules:
Hold Me Down Hard
Pin Me Up Proper
Tie Me Down Tight
Stand Alone Title:
Hands on with the CEO
Torn Between Two Brothers
Holiday Spirit
Unleashed
Knocking on Demon’s Door
Web of Desire
About Cathryn
New York Times and USA today Bestselling author, Cathryn is a wife, mom, sister, daughter, and friend. She loves dogs, sunny weather, anything chocolate (she never says no to a brownie) pizza and red wine. She has two teenagers who keep her busy with their never ending activities, and a husband who is convinced he can turn her into a mixed martial arts fan. Cathryn can never find balance in her life, is always trying to find time to go to the gym, can never keep up with emails, Facebook or Twitter and tries to write page-turning books that her readers will love.
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