Her Fictional Fling: Scandals in Scotland Contemporary Romance Series Book 1 by Jo Summers

be right back. Don’t you go anywhere.”
    She only nodded.
    “Good,” he said, offering her a smile that made her heart clench just before he grabbed his motorcycle helmet and keys and pulled the door closed behind him.
    I’ve told enough lies for the evening , Andi thought, letting out the breath she’d been holding as soon as her hero was gone. At this point, she could tell he meant well, but she wasn’t about to sit around and let him do more kind things for her. She wasn’t stupid. As soon as she was gone, he’d forget about her because of one simple truth.
    Men like Colin Walker did not remember women like Andi McKenna.
    If only she could forget him as easily.

Chapter Six
    It’d been a long time since Colin had a naked woman in his bed. Too damn long.
    Despite that fact, no one was more surprised than he at how much he anticipated getting back to this one. Andi McKenna was incredibly sexy, even though he was starting to see how little she knew that about herself, but as much as she piqued his interest, she was a far cry from his usual type.
    Although he had to admit, ages had passed since he’d been with anyone besides Nicole, so he was no longer certain what exactly his type was.
    There he was thinking about his ex again, against his will. He might have been a womanizer at one point, taking full advantage of one of the many perks of his job and the identity he’d built, but he’d always been clear about his intentions. Never had he let a woman believe she was anything more to him than short-term entertainment. When he’d met Nicole, he thought things were different. He’d settled down with her and had begun to see a future for them. He’d been faithful to her; why couldn’t she have returned the courtesy?
    He resented what Nicole had done. More than that, though, he was angry that his best friend, Erik, was the one she’d replaced him with. Colin choked out a scathing laugh. Recently, she’d even had the audacity to try and push the ex-mates back together, in the interest of clearing Erik’s conscience and making her own life easier.
    But Andi was something new, something fresh to break him out from the perpetual raincloud he’d been under for months. Not only was he keen to explore the delicious curves he’d seen when he’d pulled off her dress; he needed her to provide a distraction—to help get the media wolves off his back. They seemed to relish in his pain from the breakup, their fire fueled by Nicole’s public infidelity and his resulting humiliation and grief. He needed something new to give them—something that appeared permanent enough that they’d stop speculating as to when he’d get back on the proverbial horse. If they believed him to be in a new committed relationship, they’d move on to something more interesting. Especially if his new apparent love interest was someone unknown in his world. Then he could go back to the occasional photographer following him, rather than a pack of them.
    Andi fit the bill perfectly. And, even better, she wasn’t interested in permanence.
    Feeling better about things, Colin pulled into the condo parking garage and unloaded the food from the back of his bike. There was a great pub nearby, and he’d picked up fish and chips, hoping the choice would suit Andi. Thankfully, his trip out and back had been free of paparazzi.
    He had rented the condo under a fake name and, with his helmet on and out of the Viking garb, he looked like any other guy. Despite the crowd of young people out partying, he’d gone unnoticed at the quiet restaurant.
    All in all, the evening was looking up, though he worried a little at what had happened with Andi earlier. She’d confused him when she’d gone from all confidence and spunk to what could only be described as fearful. It was possible she was just overwhelmed at the thought of being with him because of who he was, although such a thing had never happened before. Usually, women couldn’t wait to get him under