Good Girl, Bad Boy
Marcella Swann
And sexy as hell.
Now he wants me. What?
He’s a legendary billionaire bad boy: hungry and horny.
I don’t give a sh*t about all his money. Or his body. (Oh, god, his sexy body . . .) Or even that at one point I wanted more than anything for Jesse Valentine to be my first.
That’s so yesterday.
I may not have gotten horizontal with a guy yet but I’m not that dumb kid sister with a crush on my big brother’s best buddy.
I’m getting my Ph.D. and steering clear of that player.
Only one problem: He’s even sexier than he was back in the day. And he just walked back into my life—right on campus.
OMG! Those friggin’ eyes.
He’s making all the moves. I see the desire in those gorgeous eyes.
I’m not going there, though. I can’t.
Now he wants me to pretend I’m his fiancé.
What the f*^#!
I can’t do that.
Can I? Oh, shit.
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