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Chapter One
“The ‘vixen’ is irresistible to netic With some practice you can be—”
Oblivious to the people on the sidewalk beside her, Abbi Hayes touched the forward arrow on her cell She had the definitions down already; she wanted the sexual nitty-gritty—what ht as he shouted with pleasure, all control abandoned as a cataclysh him How she could be the best he’d ever had…
Okay, it wasn’t her ulti her thoughts, because being du as personal as sexual perfor in Bed” title as his parting gift She told herself he was just being a jerk, but the doubts had niggled And then the veracity of his words had been proven by her first post-breakup one-night stand Her only one-night stand Disaster was too mild a word for that encounter
Abbi hated perfor poorly in any aspect of her life, but this?
So private So crushing
But she was on it As with any other area in her life, her tried and tested forether and present her counterarguain
Except beneath her fighting talk, fear curdled How exactly was she going to ic up some kind of inner sexual power? Like, really?
Research, that was the way
And right now, Sasha Fox, X-rated silver-screen icon and author of the best-selling e-book Foxy Files, was on hand, or rather in Abbi’s ear, instructing her in some of the more risqué skills she wanted to acquire
Abbi upped the volume as she walked the last few minutes from the cable car to her office
“Discovering his enous zones These are his nine instant-response hot spots Touch hiuarantee he’ll—”
This was htening of her pelvic floor lance either way She wanted to learn at least one useful h her boss wouldn’tthe audiobook on as it was a Saturday The vixen research had a double-pronged purpose anyway Personal up-skilling aside, she was building a value-added app for Gloss, the woer for It had to be ready for the ht away The app was slated to be a key giveaway at the A-list-only event Ironic, given those A-listers were hardly going to be in need of the advice, but Abbi hoped her app would go beyond being a party favor Once available for download, it’d be a click-by-click guide for the shy, single girl on how to get her guy—enabling even the arner some positive male attention Not just sex tips, but dress tips, self-confidence tips, exercise tips…
But sure, it was the sex tips Abbi orking on first
As Ms Fox explained the sensitive areas on abods would love—“Vixenator” wasn’t it
Entice? Ensnare? Ensla—
A sudden blaring sound drowned out the sex star’s sultry tones, and in the same second someone seized Abbi’s upper arm—hard In a heartbeat she was hauled the last few paces over the road Gasping, she tried to run, but hell—were her feet actually touching the ground?
“Hey!” Startled, Abbi squeaked as she bue, i balance One earbud fell as she quickly twisted to pull her arrip “What are—”
“Honey, you’re gonna land your sweet ass in a whole lotta trouble if you don’t start paying attention to your surroundings”
Land her what in—what?
Abbi stared up at the guy who’d called her out Stunned, breathless, she lost brainpower the second her gaze locked on his It didn’t help that in the microsecond it took to look all the way up to his eyes, she absorbed his astounding particulars Ultra-tall, ultra-broad shoulders, ultra-gorgeous…the le-handedly, literally, yanked her threean eyelid…
Oh, those eyes They gleauy was totally fanfic worthy
“What’s with the jaywalking?” he asked, a sot yourself hit You didn’t hear that guy slam on the brakes? The horn?”
Abbi blinked Horn?
Do not look down Do not look down and check hiain Not his neck or his chest or his…horn
Her da her anyway Blue jeans Faded red tee Tan on that lickable neck Thick dark hair, a little on the long side Stubble That smile—the sort that made a woman’s toes curl with sexual awareness And she couldn’t help but wonder if that horn would be as ultra as the rest of him?
But as Abbi oh-so-deternition hit
She knew him
Oh My Where had her brain been hiding?
In the same instant, he frowned His head tilted as he looked even more intently at her “Don’t I know you…?”
Where was the rock to go crawl behind when you needed it? Abbi’s heart sank Most of her classnize her—not because of some dumb new dress, but because they’d never bothered to look at her at school long enough to re a mental count…
One, tw—
“Abigail Hayes” He pointed at her
She couldn’t believe he’d figured it so quick
“Abigail ‘Math Cha a couple of times
Then his ser, more irresistible—the sh school
“Hello Joe ‘Basketball Champ’ Fuller,” she replied, amazed she sounded as collected as she did Because this was Joe “So Freaking Sexy” Fuller, and he was evensexy now that he was a decade older and had fully filled out the potential of that height and those shoulders
Then again, ru fantasies every which way back in high school, too The crude stories the cool girls like Elle Manning had shared when they thought no one was around to hear? Given Abbi had been “no one,” she’d overheard Elle tell how huge he was and how she’d nearly choked going down on him
Elle Manning had been one of irls who’d hit their knees for Joe Fuller, and she’d let her friends know just how er to find it all out for themselves
Abbi’s only surge of popularity at school had been three months prior, when she’d had to tutor new-to-school Joe in the -door foster home placements had meant too many schools in too short of a time
It had taken only six sessions for him to catch up Joe Fuller wasn’t stupid
Elle and her gang had ditched Abbi the second they realized she had no insider info to offer It wasn’t like she and Joe ever talked anything other than rips with equations, definitely not with getting a grip on her Not that she blamed him Back then she’d worn a sloppy scarf-and-sweater combo, had braces on her teeth, and had hidden behind her overlong bangs With the math brilliance bit, she’d hit all the nerd-alert buttons
She’d been invisible
And within weeks he’d had the likes of Elle to amuse himself with
So yeah, Abbi was stunned he’d recognized her at all today But he seemed equally stunned
“What’ve you been doing this last decade?” He faced her square-on in thea daht want to pass He just asked the question, real casual, in that that low-slung, sexy way “You look really great”
Oh She remembered She’d followed the dress tips of her own app and had her clothing made-to-measure Her worko Today was the first day Abbi had braved wearing one of the dresses she’d had et over how self-conscious she felt wearing it and had figured that a Saturday was the perfect day to try as she was less likely to see so And while the dress covered—up to her collarbones, down to just below her knee, with three-quarter-length sleeves—it clung to her curves