Jill Monroe - Naked Thrill

“Tough love.”

“Just tough.” He rubbed his fingers along the stubble on his chin. A tell? That was the second time he’d made that gesture.

“There are days when I actually feel sorry for my mom. Had to have been tough, pregnant at sixteen and dropping out of school. Her parents—I won’t even call them my grandparents—kicked her out of the house when she refused to put me up for adoption. My bio dad was off impregnating some other girl by the time I was born. My mom always had great intentions and even bigger illusions. I’m sure she was imagining I’d be that one bright spot in her life to give her unconditional love.”

Hayden had always believed that to be the parents’ job. Her mom and dad had died young, but she’d always known they’d loved her. Same with Gran and Grandpa, who’d delayed their early retirement plans to raise her.

“Instead she got a carbon copy of herself. Moody, defiant and forever rebellious. I actually think those cops felt bad as they locked me up.”

“How long did you stay in there?”

“Long enough to get a black eye from another inmate and to realize I wasn’t as tough as I thought I was, but that lesson didn’t stick. A few hours later, someone from Children’s Services came to take me to juvie.”

She tried to imagine Tony as a scared teenager whose mother hadn’t loved him, and Hayden’s heart and emotions and everything girlie inside her began to soften and melt.

Don’t. Don’t do it. You are not his rescuer who is going to show him true love and give him hope. He is not going to be a better man all because of the woman who sees past the tough, hard facade he’s erected to barricade his heart from the cold, unfeeling world .

That dreamy scenario didn’t even work in movies anymore. She didn’t believe in others saving you. You saved yourself. Besides, he seemed to be doing just fine.

“How long were you in juvie?”

“A week and a half. I got probation and a promise that my record would be expunged if I kept my nose clean. Ha—that didn’t last long. My mother was ordered to take parenting classes that she attended drunk. So yeah, storybook family of the year we were not.”

“What was your big turnaround then, because clearly you’re...”

His eyes crinkled at the corners again. “What?”

“Um.”

“Hot? Funny? Sexy?”

“Actually, I was going to say doing pretty okay.”

“The word every man wants to hear from the woman who woke up naked beside him. Okay .”

Hayden gave him a playful shrug. “Maybe if I’d had something to remember from last night...”

“Whoa. You’re going to play it like that.”

Actually, she’d had no idea how she was going to play it until that near dare rushed out of her mouth.

“Almost sounds like the lady is issuing a challenge.”

Dependable orgasms.

The subconscious thought popped up and threatened to derail her common sense. But what was the downside here? Tony was hot, clearly understood boundaries and as he lived in California, he’d be gone soon. So maybe he was the perfect candidate for a little pregraduation celebratory fling.

“Maybe it is a challenge.”

Tony’s right hand dropped from the steering wheel and he reached for her hand. His fingers twined through hers, warm and strong. His knuckles grazed her thigh and little goose bumps tingled to life.

“Challenge accepted.”

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