The Dare Read online Kendall Ryan (Hard to Love #1)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Bad Boy, Contemporary, Erotic, New Adult, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Hard to Love Series by Kendall Ryan

Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 56780 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 284(@200wpm)___ 227(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)

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The Dare (Hard to Love #1)

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Kendall Ryan

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A good girl. A bad boy. One sweet little girl he’s just been given custody of.
What could go wrong? Cocky. Jaw-droppingly sexy. A patient in my emergency room.
As an ER nurse, I’ve seen a lot of things, but this might take the cake.
Because the charming hottie packing a whole lotta somethin’ somethin’ beneath his hospital gown? He’s all kinds of naughty trouble. And I have time for exactly none of it.
I didn’t expect to see Cade again—never expected the guy I treated for a monster erection in my ER would turn out to be the sweet, single dad I’m now secretly lusting over. Complicated doesn’t even begin to cover it.
Note: This book was previously published with the title Hard to Love. It has been edited and modified from its original version.
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Hard to Love Series by Kendall Ryan

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Dammit. I knew a four-hour erection wasn’t normal.

Groaning, I shifted uncomfortably in the cab of my truck and debated what to do. The emergency clinic I had parked out front of was open twenty-four hours so that wasn’t the problem. It was the embarrassment over my current predicament that had me stalling in the parking lot. But damn, I was in pain and my cock felt like it was never going to go soft. It was growing more painful with every passing second. I tugged on my jeans, trying to create some extra room and adjusted my erection yet again.

Yeah, not helping.

Screw it. I had no choice but to go inside and deal with this. I stalked across the dimly lit parking lot, trying to walk as normally as possible, but each step tested my sanity and the short walk felt like I was partaking in a fucking marathon.

When I finally reached the reception desk, an elderly woman looked up and asked what the problem was. I struggled to keep a straight face while I explained my current situation. She thrust a clipboard of forms at me with a dour expression clearly not wanting to hear anymore. Without another word, I headed to the waiting room, holding the clipboard in front of my groin, wanting to get this sorted out as quickly as possible.

I scribbled down my details, described what was going on, and was signing my name when Rick, the director I’d been working with on set, came barging through the doors ranting that he wasn’t about to let one of his actors go through this alone. Just fucking great. Going it alone was exactly what I wanted right now. I didn’t need an audience for my humiliation, thanks.

“There you are!” he said, collapsing into the vacant chair next to me. “How’s it going?”

Fuck my life.

“As well as expected,” I muttered, before walking back to the woman at reception and turning in my paperwork.

Once I turned in the paperwork, I focused on thinking about anything that would tame this monster of a hard-on. The Chicago Bears, how much I hated hospitals —anything non-sexual. Nothing helped. It was full-on throbbing by the time they called me back thirty minutes later.

I had hoped for a male doctor, so we could handle this man-to-man, but as I stepped behind the curtained room and saw a young female nurse waiting for me, all my hopes went up in smoke. Rick followed me inside the small room and positioned himself in the corner to observe. I was convinced he was here for the sole purpose of having a good laugh. Fucker.

When the nurse glanced at me, her eyes widened and her breathing hitched. She looked young, too young to be a nurse, and was pretty in an innocent, sweet way that I didn’t normally go for.

“Hello. Caden Ellis?” she asked, glancing down at the clipboard she was holding. It took me a second to respond. “It’s Cade.”

“Please have a seat.” She gestured to the white-paper-covered exam table and began flipping through my chart. “My name’s Alexa. I’m a nursing student and I’ll be assisting the doctor tonight. Do you mind if I ask you a few simple questions before we move on to the hard stuff?” Her eyes shifted nervously to my lap, and I couldn’t help but grin when her eyes widened briefly.

“Sure thing.”

She nodded astutely. “Okay, let’s begin.” She sat down on the rolling stool beside me and wheeled herself closer. “Your weight?”




She scribbled it down on her file. “And your age?”


She bit back a smile, though I didn’t really know why.

Her hair was somewhere between blonde and brown, and she had large blue eyes that matched the color of a crystal-clear sky. She was petite yet shapely, nicely filling out her blue hospital scrubs with curves in all the right places. She had a full rosebud mouth and a small upturned nose, and even in her work uniform she looked polished and put together—giving the impression she’d been raised to be poised and proper. A far cry from how I grew up.

She finished the forms and busied herself with the medical equipment to check my vitals—taking my temperature against my forehead, and placing a little oxygen-measuring thing on the end of my index finger.

Even though her presence was professional, it did nothing to help weaken my erection. In fact, I think my damn cock became even harder just to taunt me.

She placed a stethoscope over my heart and listened for several moments before jotting down a few notes. I watched her work, a smile tugging on my lips.

“So, Cade.” She smiled up at me with straight, white teeth while she attached a blood-pressure cuff to my bicep. “What seems to be the problem?”

Fuck. She was going to make me say it. “It’s there…” I tapped the clipboard she held. “On the forms I filled out in the waiting room…”