In case you haven’t heard about their story, Jo is Lucy’s best friend (Lucy from Change On The Fly). She works at Hank’s, but has just gotten her dream job as the women’s lacrosse coach at her alma mater, Paradise Park University. Her assistant coach wanted his sister to get the job and is more than happy to tell Jo he doesn’t think she’s qualified.
As their animosity toward each other ramps up, so does their attraction.
Until they snap…
Excerpt from In The Dirt
She opened the door and rushed out, tugging on the back of her skirt. She wasn’t paying attention and ran smack into someone. Her cheek pressed into his hard chest as his hands circled her waist. He smelled so good Jo couldn’t bring herself to step back right away, instead inhaling a deep breath. His hands stayed on her hips, tightening ever so slightly when she leaned in just a little bit closer. Big hands. Hands that spanned her entire sides and made her feel small even though she knew she was anything but.
Maybe he would be willing to take the edge off her desire for Eric.
Jo finally leaned back, her eyes raking up the wide chest and shoulders of the man who held her captive. He took a step toward her, pressing her tighter against him. She could feel him growing hard against her stomach. Desire swept through her, tightening her nipples and her core instantly. She studied the scruff on his face, desire amping up even further at the golden whiskers she wanted to feel against her palm as much as she wanted them against her thighs. She gasped when she met his eyes and saw her desire matched in his.
“I’m sorry,” Jo stuttered. “I wasn’t paying attention to where I was going.”
Jo took a step back, as much to clear her head as to separate their bodies. She was ready to jump him. She still throbbed between her thighs. She wanted him. God, how she wanted him. But she couldn’t have him.
“Jo,” he growled as he stepped with her, his hands still clasped on her hips.
Without waiting for her to say anything else, he pushed her into the bathroom she’d just left. He kicked the door closed and leaned against it, pulling her body flush to his.
“Jo,” he whispered again, his voice a deep, rough rumble that vibrated through her just seconds before he brought his lips down to hers.
He didn’t kiss her like he loved her. Like he cared about her. He kissed her like he hated how much he wanted her and wanted to punish her for it as much as he needed to punish himself. His lips bruised hers, but she clawed at him to get closer. The first brush of their lips was enough to release the floodgates she hadn’t been able to lock shut since she met him.
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