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Best Friends for Never Excerpt
Nobody moves. Nobody says anything. And I’m pretty sure it means I’m going on a date with Leonard Figgins, where he will no doubt grill me on any- and everything, and I’ll walk out a headline.
“Five thousand.”
My head whips toward Parker, who is staring down at Leonard with sharp eyes and a face that says Try me.
“You can’t do that,” he tells her, fuming.
“What? I can’t donate to a good cause?” she challenges.
“Yeah, can’t she donate too?” someone says.
“Let her bid!”
The volume kicks up, and everyone agrees that Parker should be allowed to play along with everyone else.
“But you . . . you . . .” Leonard stomps his foot. “Ugh! I’m out.”
Parker smiles victoriously. “Well, there you have it. Noel Carter, sold to the highest bidder—me.”
She bangs the gavel, making it official.
I was wrong. I’m not going on a date with Leonard. I’m going with Parker.
And damn if I haven’t been more excited for anything in my life.
“Five thousand.”
My head whips toward Parker, who is staring down at Leonard with sharp eyes and a face that says Try me.
“You can’t do that,” he tells her, fuming.
“What? I can’t donate to a good cause?” she challenges.
“Yeah, can’t she donate too?” someone says.
“Let her bid!”
The volume kicks up, and everyone agrees that Parker should be allowed to play along with everyone else.
“But you . . . you . . .” Leonard stomps his foot. “Ugh! I’m out.”
Parker smiles victoriously. “Well, there you have it. Noel Carter, sold to the highest bidder—me.”
She bangs the gavel, making it official.
I was wrong. I’m not going on a date with Leonard. I’m going with Parker.
And damn if I haven’t been more excited for anything in my life.
Empty Net Excerpt
“Lilah?” Fox says as I step over the threshold.
“Hmm?” I ask, turning toward him.
“You can kiss me.”
For the second time tonight, his words steal my breath away.
“I…”
He shrugs, like what he’s said is no big deal. “If you want, I mean. You can kiss me if you want to.”
Then he steps forward, pressing his lips to my cheek, his five o’clock shadow scraping against me in the most delightful way.
“Good night, sugar,” he says softly, then he dips his head before turning back toward the elevator.
I don’t say anything. Where would I even start? No. I just stare after him with wide eyes, my jaw dropped in surprise.
Fox steps into the car, facing me, and just as the doors close, he winks. It’s the last thing I see before he disappears, and I’m left with the realization that Rory was right—I absolutely do have a crush on Fox, who is now my fake fiancé.
And I have no clue what to do about it.
“Hmm?” I ask, turning toward him.
“You can kiss me.”
For the second time tonight, his words steal my breath away.
“I…”
He shrugs, like what he’s said is no big deal. “If you want, I mean. You can kiss me if you want to.”
Then he steps forward, pressing his lips to my cheek, his five o’clock shadow scraping against me in the most delightful way.
“Good night, sugar,” he says softly, then he dips his head before turning back toward the elevator.
I don’t say anything. Where would I even start? No. I just stare after him with wide eyes, my jaw dropped in surprise.
Fox steps into the car, facing me, and just as the doors close, he winks. It’s the last thing I see before he disappears, and I’m left with the realization that Rory was right—I absolutely do have a crush on Fox, who is now my fake fiancé.
And I have no clue what to do about it.
