Valentine (A Standalone Novel) (Bad Boy Romance Book) by Claire Adams Page A
Authors: Claire Adams
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"Who's the girl?"
There was no way Sharon was interested in
me. She was a good twenty years older than me at least and had her heart set on
the owner of our shop. They would be great together, but one of them was going
to have to make a first move.
Good
luck there.
"Just some hot girl I found on the
side of the road last night. I'm too much of a gentleman to pass up the chance
to help a lady. That and sell some business at this here lovely shop." I
shrugged.
"You're a good guy. Remember that
when she comes in here and steals your heart, hmm?"
"Nobody is stealing my heart. I have
my job, my school, and my mother. I'm good." I turned and walked down the
hall to the sound of her laughing. They all figured me to be a playboy, and
maybe in some respects I was, but I wanted far more out of life than an
occasional romp in the sheets. Funny how when I wasn't looking for anything but
sex, all I could find was girls with love on their mind and diamonds in their
eyes.
I finally grew up a little and decided
that love could quite possibly enhance the package and the sluts officially
came crawling out of the woodwork. Where were all these hot chicks who wanted a
casual fuck when I was in my late teens?
Sadness worked to wrap around me at the
thought, but I forced it back and walked causally out to the garage.
Everyone turned and nodded at me, some of
them throwing cat-calls for fun.
"I'm working, so you guys keep it
down. Alright?" I pulled on my goggles and barely caught a football that
was launched at me.
"Hey, grease monkey. There's a girl
up front asking for you. If you're too busy to take her...no worries. I'm more
than happy to help her out." Nix smirked at me and ran his hand down his
black hair before pulling at his ponytail a little. "She looks like she
needs to be reminded what a good man can do in her life."
"Oh, yeah? I guess I should help her
out seeing that you're anything but good. Scoundrel." I bumped my shoulder
by his playfully before walking back up front.
Please
let it be her. Please let it be her. Please...
Fuck.
It was her.
Chapter 7
Val
The ice cream the night before had helped,
but sleeping on Amy's couch was another story altogether. I got up early the
next morning and made Lucinda take me back to the sorority house for a quick
shower before class. I half expected the kitchen to be empty when I walked down
the stairs afterward, but everyone in the house was gathered around Katelyn and
Carolyn, who were in a rather nasty screaming match.
"You're a slut and a disgrace to the
Gammas. We should out your ass right now." Katelyn poked her finger into
Carolyn's chest and pushed.
"What I do with my private life is
none of your concern." Carolyn swatted Katelyn's hand away from her as she
glared at all the girls around in the circle. "It's nobody's business.
Paul and I have been in love for a long time."
"Then why was he with me?" Some
part of me wanted to keep silent, but I wasn't doing anyone any favors by
having Katelyn fight my battles for me. Besides, I was more than capable of
doing it myself.
"Good question." Katelyn moved
toward me and wrapped an arm around my shoulders. "We should out Carolyn and
have Val take her place. You guys know as well as I do that if she'd wanted any
of our men, she'd have done the same damn thing. Don't think you're immune to
that viper."
"Shut up. I'm not sitting here
listening to this. I'm the president of this sorority and my personal life has
nothing to do with me running this place. It's thriving, and you've all said so
yourselves." She was losing her cool, and it was almost fun to watch.
Almost.
I lamented over not being more of a bitch,
but something about feeling free that morning for the first time in a long time
made me want to let things be.
"I'm outta here. Paul's as much at
fault as you are, and honestly, you deserve each other. Neither of you gives
two shits about anyone but yourself. I'll be running for your spot in May when
your term is
There was no way Sharon was interested in
me. She was a good twenty years older than me at least and had her heart set on
the owner of our shop. They would be great together, but one of them was going
to have to make a first move.
Good
luck there.
"Just some hot girl I found on the
side of the road last night. I'm too much of a gentleman to pass up the chance
to help a lady. That and sell some business at this here lovely shop." I
shrugged.
"You're a good guy. Remember that
when she comes in here and steals your heart, hmm?"
"Nobody is stealing my heart. I have
my job, my school, and my mother. I'm good." I turned and walked down the
hall to the sound of her laughing. They all figured me to be a playboy, and
maybe in some respects I was, but I wanted far more out of life than an
occasional romp in the sheets. Funny how when I wasn't looking for anything but
sex, all I could find was girls with love on their mind and diamonds in their
eyes.
I finally grew up a little and decided
that love could quite possibly enhance the package and the sluts officially
came crawling out of the woodwork. Where were all these hot chicks who wanted a
casual fuck when I was in my late teens?
Sadness worked to wrap around me at the
thought, but I forced it back and walked causally out to the garage.
Everyone turned and nodded at me, some of
them throwing cat-calls for fun.
"I'm working, so you guys keep it
down. Alright?" I pulled on my goggles and barely caught a football that
was launched at me.
"Hey, grease monkey. There's a girl
up front asking for you. If you're too busy to take her...no worries. I'm more
than happy to help her out." Nix smirked at me and ran his hand down his
black hair before pulling at his ponytail a little. "She looks like she
needs to be reminded what a good man can do in her life."
"Oh, yeah? I guess I should help her
out seeing that you're anything but good. Scoundrel." I bumped my shoulder
by his playfully before walking back up front.
Please
let it be her. Please let it be her. Please...
Fuck.
It was her.
Chapter 7
Val
The ice cream the night before had helped,
but sleeping on Amy's couch was another story altogether. I got up early the
next morning and made Lucinda take me back to the sorority house for a quick
shower before class. I half expected the kitchen to be empty when I walked down
the stairs afterward, but everyone in the house was gathered around Katelyn and
Carolyn, who were in a rather nasty screaming match.
"You're a slut and a disgrace to the
Gammas. We should out your ass right now." Katelyn poked her finger into
Carolyn's chest and pushed.
"What I do with my private life is
none of your concern." Carolyn swatted Katelyn's hand away from her as she
glared at all the girls around in the circle. "It's nobody's business.
Paul and I have been in love for a long time."
"Then why was he with me?" Some
part of me wanted to keep silent, but I wasn't doing anyone any favors by
having Katelyn fight my battles for me. Besides, I was more than capable of
doing it myself.
"Good question." Katelyn moved
toward me and wrapped an arm around my shoulders. "We should out Carolyn and
have Val take her place. You guys know as well as I do that if she'd wanted any
of our men, she'd have done the same damn thing. Don't think you're immune to
that viper."
"Shut up. I'm not sitting here
listening to this. I'm the president of this sorority and my personal life has
nothing to do with me running this place. It's thriving, and you've all said so
yourselves." She was losing her cool, and it was almost fun to watch.
Almost.
I lamented over not being more of a bitch,
but something about feeling free that morning for the first time in a long time
made me want to let things be.
"I'm outta here. Paul's as much at
fault as you are, and honestly, you deserve each other. Neither of you gives
two shits about anyone but yourself. I'll be running for your spot in May when
your term is
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