The Playboy Bachelor by Rachel Van Dyken REVEAL!!
THE PLAYBOY BACHELOR
by Rachel
Van Dyken
The
Bachelors of Arizona, #2
April 11,
2017
Forever
eBook: $4.99
USD
She's no Sleeping Beauty. And
he's definitely no prince . . .
Margot McCleery could have lived her whole life without
seeing Bentley Wellington again—her ex-best friend and the poster boy for Hot,
Rich Man-Whores everywhere. But Margot's whiskey-augmented grandmother
"buys" Bentley at a charity bachelor auction, and now suddenly he's
at her door. Impossibly charming. Impossibly sexy. And still a complete and
utter jackass.
Bentley's just been coerced by his grandfather to spend the
next thirty days charming and romancing the reclusive red-haired beauty who
hates him. The woman he abandoned when she needed him the most. Bentley knows
just as much about romance as he knows about love—nothing. But the more
time he spends with Margot, the more he realizes that "just friends"
will never be enough. Now all he has to do is convince her to trust him with
her heart . . .
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THE BACHELORS OF ARIZONA SERIES
The Bachelor
Auction, #1
The Playboy
Bachelor, #2
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Rachel Van Dyken is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling
author of New Adult, Regency, and contemporary romances. When she's not writing
you can find her drinking coffee at Starbucks and plotting her next book while
watching The Bachelor. She keeps her home in Idaho with her husband, son, and
their snoring boxer, Sir Winston Churchill. She loves to hear from readers!
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EXCERPT
“I’m writing a kissing scene!” she blurted,
mentally kicking herself for screaming it in his face. “And the guy’s a
complete jackass. Since my only experience with jackasses is you…” Her voice
was shaky, just like her body. Could he tell how much she wanted him? How much
she hated that her response was this—raw. “I-I figured you were
the only one who could show me what it’s like.” Good one, Margot. Do you really have to sound so…desperate?
“What what’s like?”
“A kiss. From a jackass.”
“Got the jackass part.” He treaded water and then
grabbed her by the arm and pulled her deeper into the pool until they were on
the opposite end, his body pressed against hers. At least his eyes were still
locked on her face. “And you’ve never been kissed?”
She rolled her eyes. “Not by someone like—”
“If you keep insulting me, this kiss won’t ever
happen, Red.”
“Don’t call me that,” Margot whispered. Was she so
weak that she’d forgive his abandonment for one kiss? “Please?”
“This kiss.” His calculated gaze didn’t make her
feel any better about the situation. “How long does it need to be? How deep?
Where do you want my hands?”
Margot’s mouth dropped open. “That’s not how
kisses work! You can’t just map out the kiss. That takes all the romance out of
it!”
“Oh, so you want romance?”
“Yes! No! I mean. I didn’t say that!” Her face
flamed, and she sagged in defeat. Admitting she wanted romance kind of felt
like she was on the losing end of the little battles they’d been having, like
she was giving him an in. And if he got in, he’d only hurt her again.
“I was joking,” he said, just before his lips
brushed hers. His tongue slid across her bottom lip and then sucked it for a
few seconds before he slid it into her mouth and deepened the kiss.
Her lips softened beneath his gentle coaxing, and
his hard thighs pressed against hers as a deep hunger awakened within her.
Oh, this was bad.
So bad.
And very, very
good at the same time.
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