An Inked Hearts Series Standalone
Author: Crystal Kaswell
Genre: New Adult Romance
Release Date: January 4, 2018
Blurb
Walker Williams is
my f*ck buddy.
I get his carefree
smile.
I get his inked
arms.
I get his
massive ahem.
It’s the perfect
arrangement. The cocky playboy makes me c*me. I hold onto my secrets.
No getting lost in
his dark eyes. No melting into his soft embrace. No falling head over heels.
We’re playing.
That’s it.
I need to think
about his lips on my neck, his hands on my skin, his hard body against mine.
If he unlocks my
heart, if he finds out the truth…
There’s no way he’s
staying.
*A standalone
romance set within the world of Inked Hearts*
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Excerpt
She drops her
cup on the table. Looks me in the eyes. Raises her brows. "Something you
want to say?"
"You
moan like that again and I'm gonna be late for my one o'clock."
Her teeth
sink into her lip. "Here?"
I nod to
the bathroom in the back corner.
"Really?
A bathroom?"
"You've
never wanted it that badly?"
"Well…"
She pulls her arm—the now tattooed one—over her chest. Wraps her fingers around
her other arm. "For a guy who doesn't play games you're taking your time
explaining this."
I take
another sip. "I've never done the fuck buddy thing before."
She cocks
her head to one side. "Really?"
"Is it
that surprising?"
She holds
up her thumb and forefinger in the a
little gesture. "Okay. Well. I do like you, Walker. I already know
you're… skilled."
My smile
spreads to my ears. "That's it?"
"Not
that you brag?"
"Never."
"That
was…" She takes a long sip. "It was the best sex I've had in a long
time. I'd like to do it again."
"That's
it. We meet up. Do it again."
"Then?"
"Whatever
we want."
"But
is it this—" She motions to the table and the coffee. "Or is
it—" She puts her hand in the shape of a phone and brings it to her ear.
"Hey, Iris, babe, want to come over?
I've got an appointment at three, but I can squeeze in a few orgasms. We do
our thing, then I go home, and I call you the next time I'm in need of
satisfaction?"
"Like
this."
"Sounds
like dating."
I shake my
head.
"Okay.
We can make that a rule. No dates."
"A
rule?"
"Rules
are good. They help you outline your boundaries."
I can't
help but smile.
"What?"
"Nothing."
"I
sound like a shrink, don't I?"
"It
suits you."
She sticks
her tongue out no thanks. "Fine.
We won't call them rules. We'll call them—"
"Call
it what it is."
"Okay.
It's a rule." She stirs her drink with her straw. "No one else."
I nod.
"Of course."
"And
we… we can hang out as friends. But no dates. No roses or moonlit walks on the
beach. No romance."
"I
don't do romance."
She must
believe me, because she nods. "We can call it off whenever. No questions
asked. No explanation required."
"Sounds
fair."
"Okay.
I, um. I'm not sure how you seal this kind of agreement."
I nod to
the bathroom.
She laughs.
"Let's stick with this." She offers her hand.
I shake.
Her eyes go
to the clock on the wall. "You're gonna be late."
"I
know." I pull my cell from my pocket and slide it to her.
She picks
it up, punches in her number, sends a text to herself.
Her phone
buzzes in her backpack.
She hands
my cell back to me.
Walker: Hey, babe, this is Walker, your booty
call. I want some of that sugar, but first I need to brag about how great I was
the other night.
Her lips
curl into a smile. "I think I nailed you."
"I'm
flattered."
She pushes
herself to her feet and slings her backpack over her shoulder. "I'll see
you soon, Walker Williams."
"And
I'll see you soon, Iris—"
"Iris
Avery."
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Crystal Kaswell writes scorching hot new adult romance. When she isn't writing, she is chain drinking tea, binge watching Law and Order, practicing yoga, or debating which fictional character would be the best in bed. She lives in Portland, OR with her husband.
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