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Hot-Bites Series by Jenika Snow – Read Books Online Free Ebooks good best novels to read http://www.books2020.com Fri, 18 Dec 2020 22:47:35 +0000 en-US hourly 1 https://wordpress.org/?v=6.9.4 http://www.books2020.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/09/favicon.png Hot-Bites Series by Jenika Snow – Read Books Online Free Ebooks good best novels to read http://www.books2020.com 32 32 Jingle My Balls (Hot-Bites #4) Read Online Jenika Snow, Jordan Marie http://www.books2020.com/jingle-my-balls-hot-bites-4-read-online-jenika-snow-jordan-marie Fri, 18 Dec 2020 22:36:49 +0000 http://www.booksnovels.com/jingle-my-balls-hot-bites-4-read-online-jenika-snow-jordan-marie Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Insta-Love, Romance, Virgin Authors: Jenika Snow, Jordan Marie Series: Hot-Bites Series by Jenika Snow
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Total pages in book: 19
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NICK My firm has been hired to make sure Holly gets her biggest Christmas wish. The rules are simple: Seduction and fantasy, and absolutely no sex. But, the moment I get a look at the delicious redhead all rules go out the window faster than Santa’s sleigh on Christmas night. I shouldn’t touch her, but it is the season of giving, after all. And I really want to give Holly a night we both will never forget. The problem is, once she wraps that sweet little tongue on my candy cane, I want much more than just one night. ****Warning: Welcome to Jenika and Jordan’s Hot-Bite Christmas where the packages are big, the stockings are definitely hung, and snow isn’t the only thing that gets plowed. We’ve decided you’ve been good this year, so pull up a chair and enjoy a quick, dirty little cup of Christmas Cheer.
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Chapter 1

Holly

I f I hear one more Christmas carol, I’m going to hurl. That’s it. I hate this time of year. It’s cold, it’s miserable, and people are just plain rude. I tried Christmas shopping today—I really did. Fifteen minutes in the store with holiday music playing in the background, people pushing and shoving, getting mowed down by shopping carts, and I was done .

Which is why I’m limping on the sidewalk, with not one shopping bag to show for my trouble. Some woman inside the department store ran into me with her cart. She didn’t apologize; she just huffed, like I was the one who caused the accident .

I find a bench close to the park and sit down to inspect the damage. I bend down to look at the back of my leg and wince at what I see. My stocking is torn and there are these gigantic runs in the nylon going up my leg. The heel of my foot is bloody and has been ripped open at the exact spot the back of my Jimmy Choos slide against. My favorite pair of heels didn’t exactly escape hell either. They’re scuffed and have serious damage. If I had it to do over I wouldn’t have walked away. I would have given that lady a dirty look and thrown my shoe at her before giving her the finger .

“Looks like you’ve been trampled by Santa’s reindeers,” a deep voice says to my right. I turn and look at him and everything in me stills. Chills run down my back and the voice seems to vibrate in the very center of me, sending instant awareness through me and making my body hum with need. Which is unusual for two reasons. One, I’ve been on a break from relationships and men in general for the last five years. My last breakup was not good—so not good that the thought of trusting another male scares the hell out of me. The last and most obvious reason is the one that takes precedence, however. I don’t know this man. I don’t know him at all and worse… He’s wearing a Santa outfit .

Great, I’ve reeled in a nut job .

“Do I know you?” I sound like a cranky old bitch right now, but I’m not in the mood for some guy dressed up to try and get me in the holiday spirit, not matter how good looking he is .

“I’m Santa, can’t you tell?” he says, drolly .

I rest my back against the bench and look at the stranger, feeling my eyebrows lift up in sarcastic disbelief. Yeah, he’s wearing a Santa suit, a cheesy red one that looks like it’s made out of crushed velvet and that’s trimmed in white fake fur. I suppose that’s not strange; ‘tis the season and all that. What doesn’t fit the part, however, is when he yanks off the beard and hat and pulls off the white gloves, I can see that his large, masculine hands are covered in ink .

I draw my attention back to his face. Now that the fake beard is gone I see he’s sporting a black beard with a bit of gray sprinkled in. Dark, almost obsidian eyes stare down at me. They look intense, mocking and yet at the same time somehow bored with life. He pulls out a cigarette and then lights it, cupping his hand against the cool New York wind .

“I don’t think Santa is supposed to smoke,” I tell him .

“Sweetheart, Santa does a lot he’s not supposed to do,” he smirks and something about that look on his face makes my body heat .

“Whatever. You should make sure your boss doesn’t see you do that,” I mutter, annoyed because he’s making my traitorous body react when it shouldn’t .

“Santa has no boss .”

“God, can you drop the act? I’ve about had it with Christmas and the last thing I want to do is hear you tell me how you spend your days on the North Pole playing with your reindeer,” I huff .

“I make the elves stroke my reindeer horns actually,” he smirks. “What’s got your panties in a twist ?”

“You mean besides being mowed over by a woman with a cart and ruining a pair of pantyhose and my favorite pair of heels ?”

“Who was she? I’ll put her on the naughty list,” he asks and at this point I just shake my head .

Who is this guy ?

“Will you give it a… What are you doing? ” I feel my eyes grow big as I watch him get down on his haunches in front of me .

“I thought that was rather obvious. I’m checking your injury out,” he murmurs, ignoring my protest and pulling my leg up into his lap—despite me trying to pull it away .

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Advertisement Planting His Seed (Hot-Bites #3) Read Online Jenika Snow, Jordan Marie http://www.books2020.com/planting-his-seed-hot-bites-3-read-online-jenika-snow-jordan-marie Fri, 18 Dec 2020 22:36:49 +0000 http://www.booksnovels.com/planting-his-seed-hot-bites-3-read-online-jenika-snow-jordan-marie Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Insta-Love, Romance, Virgin Authors: Jenika Snow, Jordan Marie Series: Hot-Bites Series by Jenika Snow
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Carson Jenny is too young for me and way too innocent. I’m older, set in my ways—and her guardian. Her father was my best friend and when he passed away she became my responsibility. Our relationship should have stayed just that. But I love her. I’ve loved her for longer than I want to admit and I just can’t stay away. When it’s all said and done I’m going to make her mine. She’ll be by my side, be my wife. And Jenny may not know it yet, but she’ll also have my babies. ***Warning: If you’re looking for a quick, hot ride with an over the top Alpha who has eyes only for his woman and will stop at nothing until he’s given her everything—even his babies. Then you’ve come to the right place.
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Chapter 1

Carson

“W hen’s Virginia’s plane due in?” Mavis asks .

I don’t turn around to look at her. I’m standing at the large picture window in my study, looking out across the land that has been in my family for generations. Land that has seeped into my bones and oozes out when I bleed. Land that is a part of me. Land I would die without .

Living in Blayton, Wyoming might not be for everyone, but it’s all I’ve ever known—and all I’ve ever wanted. Except for one thing .

Virginia Madison .

I’ve wanted Jenny for as long as I can remember. She’s been my biggest blessing and my biggest curse. Her father, Luke, was older than me, but he was my best friend and someone I trusted and leaned on. Being a farmer in the heart of ranch country isn’t fucking easy. Being a farmer anywhere these days is hell. Luke was a sounding board when I needed it. I depended on him every damn day and I think he did the same with me .

When cancer took him out six years ago it felt like I lost a piece of myself. I had already lost both of my parents and except for Luke and this land I didn’t really have anyone. I’d do anything for Luke, and when he asked me to take care of his daughter, I agreed—against my better judgment. What the hell does a thirty-year-old hardened bachelor know about sixteen-year-old girls—other than they’re trouble ?

And Jenny is definitely that .

She was angry at the world after losing her father. She had no one left either and if anyone knew that feeling, it was me. We settled into a routine. I was never her father, would never try to be. I became her guardian and her friend and that was fine. My housekeeper Mavis was more of a parental role for Jenny .

For the first year, it worked out great. I began to look forward to spending time in the evenings listening to Jenny talk about school and her plans for the future. Hell, I didn’t even mind listening to hours and hours of talk about her friends. Slowly that changed. At seventeen, Jenny began dating. Fuck, I might have been thirty-one at the time, but I still remembered what seventeen-year-old boys did and what stayed on their minds. I had to watch Jenny like a hawk. I owed it to Luke to make sure no one took advantage of his little girl. That’s all it was .

Until it wasn’t .

One night, on the eve of her eighteenth birthday, we were on the front porch watching the stars, reminiscing about her father and the past and that’s when it happened .

We kissed .

It wasn’t planned or premeditated. It happened from bonding over common grief. I had no business touching her. I’m fourteen years older than her, she was placed in my care by her father, and I am supposed to look out for her. Hell, I’m supposed to protect her from perverts trying to get in her pants—not become one of them .

I’ve fought it. I’ve fought it for four years. I found excuses to stay away from her until I could get my libido under control. Then, I made sure she went all the way to Florida for college. That almost killed me, because with just one touch of her lips I became a marked man. There was only one woman I wanted, and one woman I had to have from that moment on .

Over the years I’ve become an expert at keeping my body’s reactions hidden from Jenny. Every time she came home for the holidays or during breaks, I was both in heaven and in hell. Having her close to me, hugging her and just spending time with her was an exercise…in torture. Jenny, for her part, was and is clueless. She has no idea how much I want her or how much I need her. She has no idea about all of the dirty little things I want to do to her body .

I pull my gaze from the window and the landscape outside, to the well-worn photo in my hand. It’s a picture of Jenny from last Christmas. Her long brown hair is pulled back on the top of her head in a ponytail, and stops at her lower back. Her sparkling green eyes shine like they have the answers to life’s greatest mysteries. She’s tall and slim. She’s too slim if I’m being honest .

Some damn boyfriend she had convinced her she was too heavy and she ended up going to the gym religiously. That little asshole didn’t last long. I had to work to get rid of him. Jenny deserved better than him. Hell, she deserves better than me. But tonight she’s coming home. She’s done with school, having earned her bachelor’s in education .

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Advertisement Bought and Paid For (Hot-Bites #1) Read Online Jenika Snow, Jordan Marie http://www.books2020.com/bought-and-paid-for-hot-bites-1-read-online-jenika-snow-jordan-marie Sat, 12 Dec 2020 14:03:23 +0000 http://www.booksnovels.com/bought-and-paid-for-hot-bites-1-read-online-jenika-snow-jordan-marie Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Erotic, Insta-Love, Romance, Taboo, Virgin Authors: Jenika Snow, Jordan Marie Series: Hot-Bites Series by Jenika Snow
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He wanted my virginity. He wanted to own me. I just wanted to be his. JACKSON I wanted Megan from the moment I first saw her, and nothing would keep me from her. I could have been called a bastard for knowing her father would fail in paying me for a mutual business agreement, for knowing I would take Megan as payment. But she was mine and in my world, when I wanted something, I took it. And I wanted her. She was bought and paid for, collateral damage when her father failed to uphold his end of the deal. They all think it’s only for a week. They’re wrong. I’m keeping her. MEGAN My father couldn't fulfill a debt to Jackson King, but Jackson didn't seem to mind, not when he got me as his payment. Having been attracted to the brutal businessman for years, I couldn't help but feel arousal and trepidation at what he had planned. He wanted me for a week, to do with as he pleased. He wanted my virginity. But I knew this was more than just repaying a debt. This was about Jackson wanting to own me, not just my body, but every part of who I was. And the depraved part about it all was the fact that I wanted to give everything to him. I wanted to be his. ***WARNING: This is fast and hard ride, featuring an over-the-top Alpha who fights dirty and plays dirtier. It’s a safe read, but it’s short, filthy and so hot you might need a nice, big, long, cool… drink to get you through to the happy ending.
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Chapter 1

Megan

My heart was thundering, my palms sweating. I looked between my father and the man who was claiming he now owned me. I stared at my father, pissed that he would get himself into the situation, that he always seemed to fuck up on the most monumental levels.

He wouldn't even look at me and I knew it was because he realized how bad the situation really was. With his head downcast, his gaze refusing to meet mine, I could do nothing but want to lash out at him, hurt him in the way he was hurting me right now.

I knew in that moment that he would let Jackson King take me, own my body... fuck me.

“I'm not some piece of fucking property,” I almost screamed out. Tears of anger raced down my cheeks, and I felt my face heat.

And then, looking calm, collected, and like he had all the time in the world, Jackson King stared directly into my eyes and smiled. His grin had a chill racing up my spine, this cold sweat covering me, and I knew I should've been afraid instead of aroused.

Jackson King was older, hell, no doubt two decades older than my own twenty-one years, with a headful of short silver and grey hair, and a beard that screamed all man. His body was big, strong, muscular, and despite the situation, he made me feel very feminine.

“Your father owes a debt, and without any funds or any collateral to make up the loss, you're what I'll be taking as his payment.” He said those words as if the deal was already done, as if I had no choice in the matter.

I didn’t know what my father had done, or why this was happening, but I knew I’d find out eventually.

Forget the fact that I’d wanted Jackson King for longer than I could remember. I didn’t “know” him, but he’d been doing business with my father for years, and I knew enough about him through the media that it was like he’d always been in my life.

I could have snorted at the fact that I would assume to know who Jackson King was.

Ever since my father started doing business with him, I’d been fascinated by the man behind the three-piece suits and the billion dollar company. I knew he was ruthless in his endeavors, and that what he wanted, he took.

I just didn't think I would be the object of his taking.

I clenched my teeth together, my anger rising, my annoyance taking over. I stared right in his eyes, not about to back down no matter how intimidating he was.

“You can't make me go with you.” I felt pride over actually saying the words and knowing I had power too. “I’m not some piece of property you can own.” But the smirk he gave me, that arrogant, all-knowing expression, had this cold feeling rushing over me.

He took a step closer but I held my ground, refusing to back down. He might be powerful in the boardroom, maybe even dominate and dictate to everyone around him, but in this instance I would not bend.

I would not submit.

And when he reached out and tipped my head back with his finger under my chin, I knew there was something inherently wrong with me. The feeling of his flesh on mine, even that small touch, had me instantly wet. I felt my nipples beading, and my inner muscles clenching painfully.

He smiled wider, flashing straight white teeth, but it was more of a predatory expression, one that told me he knew he would get exactly what he wanted no matter what.

“That's where you're wrong, Megan.” He ran his thumb along my jawline, eliciting a shiver along my arms. “You'll give me what I want because you love your father, you don’t want to see him desolate and broken, and also because...” He leaned in closer so our faces were only inches apart. The scent of his cologne was addicting, and filled my head, making me dizzy, drunk from it all. “You’ll come with me because you want me as much as I want you.”

And just like that, after he spoke those words—those very true words—I knew I would do whatever he said.

Megan

I left with Jackson just an hour ago, my father's words before I left playing through my head.

“Jackson, we can work this out as men. My daughter does not need to be involved in this.” He sounded so sincere, so frightened over everything.

“It's okay, Dad.” I knew he had nothing to offer Jackson as payment. Although I just now realized that. Before Jackson came here demanding payment I just assumed my father had been stable, that he had money. Apparently I'd been dead wrong.

If I had been able to handle this with paying the debt off myself—sans using my body—I would have, obviously. But I’d barely finished my third year of college, and the jobs I usually worked at were minimum wage, and just for the summer.

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Advertisement Ride My Beard (Hot-Bites #2) Read Online Jenika Snow, Jordan Marie http://www.books2020.com/ride-my-beard-hot-bites-2-read-online-jenika-snow-jordan-marie Sat, 12 Dec 2020 14:03:22 +0000 http://www.booksnovels.com/ride-my-beard-hot-bites-2-read-online-jenika-snow-jordan-marie Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Erotic, Insta-Love, Romance, Taboo, Virgin Authors: Jenika Snow, Jordan Marie Series: Hot-Bites Series by Jenika Snow
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LOLA My entire life I have been in love with one man. Ryker Stone. It doesn’t matter that he is more than double my age. I don’t care about the whispers that say he’s too wild to ever be tamed. I like that he’s reckless. He makes me feel like I can be uninhibited. Truth is I saved myself for him. I belong to him. RYKER I’ve had my eye on Lola for more years than I should admit. Her beauty drew me in, but it was her innocence that trapped me. I shouldn’t want to claim her, but she’s all I desire. So I stay close and make damn sure no one else touches her. I’m all wrong for her, but too damn stupid and hard-up to stay away. She can run, but I’ll follow. By the time it’s all said and done she’ll be riding my beard. Warning: This is a short and over-the-top dirty novella that will have you searching out your very own dirty mechanic. It’s to the point and leaves nothing to the imagination, but then again doesn’t everyone like it that way? wink
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Chapter 1

Lola

I grab two beers and set them on my tray, turn, and walk toward the table, moving around horny, drunken guys as they try to grab my ass. But this is the norm at the bar where I work.

The Bottom of the Barrel, which name is pretty accurate for the customers who show up here, is busy as usual. If I didn't need the money, and wasn’t always guaranteed a handful of tips at the end of the night—mainly because the guys think I’m sleazy and roll that way—I'd walk away from this place and never look back.

But as it is, the shitty town I live in doesn’t have very many options of employment, especially for an eighteen-year-old with a family that has made sure everyone views her as trailer-park trash.

A mother who has a steady number of random men rolling between her sheets and a father who only sees me as a one-night-stand mistake. This is the life that has always been my constant.

The music is loud, the jukebox in the corner older than I am. It's got buttons missing and a few songs skip constantly. But for the crowd that comes into the bar it's good enough.

The only thing they care about is slinging back cheap drinks, getting lap dances from the loose women who hang around town, and asking me for fifty-dollar blowjobs after my shift like I’ll finally give in and do it one of these nights.

I take another order and go back to the bar, waiting until Slim makes his way toward me.

“A Jack and Coke and two Millers.”

He doesn't say anything as he fills the order, but it's busy as hell tonight and we're both running on steam. My feet ache, and my shorts are a bit too small, but then again it’s what gets me those killer tips.

I might dress so I show off a bit of skin, but I’m not easy. And if any of these assholes knew I was a virgin, that I’ve never even been felt up because I chose that, because I wanted it as a consenting adult, they would probably become even more disgusting than they already are.

I turn and look at the bar, the crowd thick, the air hot and heavy. This place is such a dump, with half the customers missing teeth, their guts hanging over their too-big belt buckles, and the stains on their shirts as prominent as the watermarks that line the ceiling.

I'm about to turn around and grab the orders that Slim put on my tray when I notice the front door swing open. Despite how hot I am, the beads of sweat between my breasts trickling down, I freeze. Chills race along my spine, move over my arms, and I swear it's as if this icy touch has a hold on me.

There, walking in like he owns the damn place—which holy hell, does he ever—is Ryker Stone.

His pants have that worn appearance, and God, does he look good in them. The silver chain that hangs from his pocket and down across his thigh catches the light briefly. He's wearing a t-shirt, that, although it fits him perfectly, also tells of the power he wields.

He's not a huge guy, not muscular like a bodybuilder. But he is tall, toned, ripped in every aspect of the word. He’s lean with cuts of muscle that tell a person he'll kick their ass and not have any trouble doing it.

My throat is so dry, my tongue suddenly feeling too thick. He's older than me, by a couple decades, in fact. But I don't care about any of that.

I have wanted him since I was sixteen years old and saw him working under the hood of a car. Grease had covered him in the best of ways. And his hands—God, his hands—are so big, with veins that are roped up his muscular forearms. Every time I see them my legs get weak, I grow wet between my legs, and my breathing becomes ragged as I think of all the things he could do to me with those hands. I might be a virgin, but it’s purely by choice. I’m not shy about the things I want… It’s just I want those things with Ryker Stone. He makes me think filthy thoughts.

I look into his face and take in his beard, one I image pressed between my thighs as he eats me out…

“Order up,” Slim shouts over the music so I can hear.

I force myself to turn around, grab the tray, and deliver the drinks. But even though I'm not looking at Ryker I can feel his gaze on me. I swear it's like he's taking my clothes off, just tearing the material from my body so he can get to the good parts.

And God, do I want him to get to the good parts.

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Advertisement Filling Her Up Read Online Jenika Snow, Jordan Marie (Hot-Bites #5) http://www.books2020.com/filling-her-up-5-read-online-jenika-snow-jordan-marie Mon, 04 Sep 2017 13:57:33 +0000 http://www.test123.demo2.xyz/filling-her-up-5-read-online-jenika-snow-jordan-marie Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Romance Authors: Jenika Snow, Jordan Marie Series: Hot-Bites Series by Jenika Snow
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Cassie was never meant to come into my life. She’s way too good for a grease monkey like me. When her car breaks down and she’s forced to call for help, all bets are off. The instant I see her, I know she will be mine. Cassie has a family emergency and needs a ride out of town. I’m not going to let her get it from anyone but me. When we find ourselves sharing a hotel room together, I know she feels the same chemistry and connection I do. I’ll make sure she gets where she needs to go, but I’m not letting her walk away from me. I’m going to claim her and when I do it won’t be just her gas tanks I fill up. Cassie is going to have my baby. Warning: Welcome to the latest Hot Bites Novella. Grab a fan, some sweet tea, and sit back and enjoy this quick little small-town tease. If you enjoy an over the top Alpha, dirty mechanic who sees his woman and doesn’t give her a chance to get away, then this book has you covered whether you’re coming or going.
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Chapter One

Cassie

I curse again as I stare down at my piece of shit phone. I’m tempted to just toss the thing into the woods, but instead I shove it into my purse, wrap my jacket more tightly around my body, and keep walking.

My car broke down about a ten-minute walk back, and of course my phone has no signal, the battery is nearly dead, and there’s no way in hell I’m staying in my car in hopes that somebody drives by.

Or maybe it would’ve been smarter if I had stayed in my car? Walking to the nearest town, which is two miles away according to the street sign I’d seen, seems pretty damn stupid at the moment, too.

I stop and glance back, contemplating going back to my car, but then decide to just keep going. I’ve already gone this far.

Like every bad horror movie I’ve ever seen, there are woods on either side of me—a nice hiding place for a serial killer, I’m sure. A snap of a twig, the rustling of leaves in the distance ... of course, I hear all of that. I start walking faster, my heart beating harder. Despite the chill in the air, I start to sweat, beads forming between my breasts and down the length of my spine.

I imagine all the horrible things that are probably going to happen to me before I reach town. And then I see the headlights before I hear the sound of a vehicle approaching. I start walking faster, thinking about diving into the woods for cover.

Hell, isn’t this how all murder stories start: a girl on the side of the road, a car stopping, the driver handsome and charming and who just happens to like to wear human skin as a dress?

God, why did I think of that?

I step more to the side just as the car approaches, then of course it slows. I swear my heart stops when I hear the window being rolled down. I’m still walking but the car is keeping pace with me. I think about just sprinting into the woods, because I am not going to be someone’s victim tonight.

“Miss?” The deep voice that comes through has my entire body tightening.

I stop and glance over. The first thing I see is the side of his truck.

McKenzie Towing.

Kind of ironic, isn’t it?

I look back at him, and although it’s dark, the glow from his dashboard lights up his face. He’s handsome, very handsome in fact. I feel my heart racing for reasons other than fear and being out in the middle of nowhere with a strange man only feet from me.

“Need a lift to town?”

I find myself shaking my head, and even though it’s dark out, I see him lift an eyebrow in question.

“You don’t need a lift into town?” He looks at the road and then back at me. “Because I’m assuming that’s your car broken down a ways back?” I nod, but still don’t say anything. “And you’re headed toward town, it’s the middle of the night, and you’re walking out here alone. Doesn’t seem very safe to me.”

I shake my head, still not able to form a word. A little bit of fear mixed with some desire pumps through my veins.

He tilts his head to the side, confusion marring his expression. “You can’t talk?” He is being genuine in his question.

I swallow, my throat dry and tight, this lump suddenly forming right in the center of it. “I’m good.” Those are the only two words I can say at the moment. I wrap my jacket even more tightly around my body until I feel like it’s suffocating me.

“You can use my phone if you’d rather call someone, a friend, maybe a cab? But really, I’m the only tow truck in town and I’m headed there now. I can easily give you a ride.” He stares at me for a second. “It’s not safe you walking out here alone. Shelby is a good town, but still, crazy motherfuckers could drive by.”

“Like you?” I say, half teasing, half being serious.

He chuckles. “Fair enough.” He smiles at me and I feel that heat rising in my body again. I stop walking when he stops his truck. I’m still nervous, but there’s something about him that I find I’m drawn to. “I’m Michael McKenzie.” Before I can say anything, he starts rustling in the passenger seat. I take a step back on instinct. When he faces me again, he holds out his hand and produces a cell phone. “Seriously, I’m only trying to help.”

For a moment, I just stand there, not sure if I should take it, but then walk closer, reach out, and take it from his hand. “Cassie Buchannan.” I stare at the outdated flip phone. I open it and the screen lights up, showing a full battery and good reception. The phone is cracked on one side, scuffed on the other, and I’m pretty sure that’s grease smeared along the keys.

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