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Where Good Girls Go To Die by Holly Renee!
Where Good Girls Go To Die by Holly Renee!
“Now that you have your first tattoo maybe Parker will loosen the reins a bit and let me ink some of that skin.” Brandon winked at Parker, and Parker just rolled his eyes.
“I don’t know, Brandon.” I held my hand over my mouth to hide my chuckle. “Did you see the piece of art Parker put on me? I’m not sure if you can compare.”
“Ouch.” Brandon shook out his hand as if he had been burned, and Parker held up his hand to high five me.
We slapped hands, and Staci pulled Brandon’s head onto her shoulder to comfort him.
“It’s okay, Brandon. She’s just saying that because she thinks Parker’s hotter than you.”
Brandon pulled his head off her shoulder and looked at me in shock. “You think he’s more talented and hotter than me?”
“I didn’t say that.” I held up my hands in surrender.
“But is it true? Who do you think is hotter, me or Parker?”
Parker scoffed as if the question was preposterous, but I was tipsy enough that I didn’t care.
“That’s not a fair question, Brandon.”
“Why not?” He crossed his arms.
“One,” I held up my finger for emphasis, “he has those eyes.” I motioned toward Parker’s face. “Two, he has that bad boy thing going for him that girls can’t seem to resist.”
“What?” Brandon asked, irritated. “I’m just as much as a bad boy. I’ve got more tattoos than he does, and I can drink him under the table.”
I waved my hand at him to stop his tirade. “Three.” I cupped my hands around my mouth as I mock whispered, “I’ve seen his penis and let me just tell you.” I wagged my eyebrows at him, and Staci fell over in the booth from laughing so hard.
“Okay.” Parker chuckled. “I think that’s enough.”
“Says the hot one.” Brandon pouted.
“Plus, he’s all brooding and caveman like, and although it pisses me off ninety percent of the time, it also makes me swoon.” I sighed dramatically then joined Staci in her infectious laughter, but Parker wasn’t laughing with us.
He was watching me, too close, and I knew that I wasn’t going to like what he had to say.
“I’m taking Livy to her room.” He scooted out of the booth then stuck his hand out to me.
“I’m not leaving. I’m having fun.” I winked at Staci as she continued to laugh.
“Livy, get your ass up before I carry you out of here.”
“Swoon,” Staci yelled out causing us both to erupt in another fit of giggles.
I bent over clutching my side from laughing so hard but then the entire room flipped on its head and my hip landed on Parker’s shoulder.
“Parker!” I screamed. “Put me down.”
He didn’t answer me. He just kept walking with me bouncing against his shoulder.
I heard the ding of the elevator before the doors closed around us and Parker set me on my feet. I pushed my hair off my face and straightened my shirt that had bunched around my ribs.
“What’s your problem? I was having fun.” I leaned my back against the wall of the elevator because I was feeling a little lightheaded.
“Too much fun.”
I waved him off. “No such thing. I was actually looking to have a little more fun tonight if you know what I mean.”
I winked at him and his green eyes were on fire. I actually had absolutely no interest in sleeping with someone, but for some reason on that very night, I had all the interest in the world to get under Parker’s skin.
“Don’t say shit like that to me.” His voice was so controlled, but it was easy to hear the anger that rested under the surface. It caused chill bumps to break out across my skin, and even though I knew I shouldn’t, it made me want to push him further.
“Why not, Parker. We’re friends, right?”
He just stared at me so I continued.
“It’s been far too long since I’ve been laid. At least, not properly. You can tell me about you and Emily if you want to. Is the sex hot between you all? It was definitely hot between us once upon a time.”
The doors opened in that moment, and I walked out with Parker on my tail. I stopped before getting to my room, and he ran into my back. I turned to face him, drunk on the alcohol and drunk on his proximity.
“Do you remember how you used whisper how desperate you were for me into my ear or is that something that you do with everyone?”
“It’s not with everyone.” He reached out for me, but I stepped out of his reach. He looked so vulnerable in that moment, but I wouldn’t let it get to me. I learned a long time ago that I had to protect my heart when it came to Parker James.
“I don’t believe you.”
“I don’t know, Brandon.” I held my hand over my mouth to hide my chuckle. “Did you see the piece of art Parker put on me? I’m not sure if you can compare.”
“Ouch.” Brandon shook out his hand as if he had been burned, and Parker held up his hand to high five me.
We slapped hands, and Staci pulled Brandon’s head onto her shoulder to comfort him.
“It’s okay, Brandon. She’s just saying that because she thinks Parker’s hotter than you.”
Brandon pulled his head off her shoulder and looked at me in shock. “You think he’s more talented and hotter than me?”
“I didn’t say that.” I held up my hands in surrender.
“But is it true? Who do you think is hotter, me or Parker?”
Parker scoffed as if the question was preposterous, but I was tipsy enough that I didn’t care.
“That’s not a fair question, Brandon.”
“Why not?” He crossed his arms.
“One,” I held up my finger for emphasis, “he has those eyes.” I motioned toward Parker’s face. “Two, he has that bad boy thing going for him that girls can’t seem to resist.”
“What?” Brandon asked, irritated. “I’m just as much as a bad boy. I’ve got more tattoos than he does, and I can drink him under the table.”
I waved my hand at him to stop his tirade. “Three.” I cupped my hands around my mouth as I mock whispered, “I’ve seen his penis and let me just tell you.” I wagged my eyebrows at him, and Staci fell over in the booth from laughing so hard.
“Okay.” Parker chuckled. “I think that’s enough.”
“Says the hot one.” Brandon pouted.
“Plus, he’s all brooding and caveman like, and although it pisses me off ninety percent of the time, it also makes me swoon.” I sighed dramatically then joined Staci in her infectious laughter, but Parker wasn’t laughing with us.
He was watching me, too close, and I knew that I wasn’t going to like what he had to say.
“I’m taking Livy to her room.” He scooted out of the booth then stuck his hand out to me.
“I’m not leaving. I’m having fun.” I winked at Staci as she continued to laugh.
“Livy, get your ass up before I carry you out of here.”
“Swoon,” Staci yelled out causing us both to erupt in another fit of giggles.
I bent over clutching my side from laughing so hard but then the entire room flipped on its head and my hip landed on Parker’s shoulder.
“Parker!” I screamed. “Put me down.”
He didn’t answer me. He just kept walking with me bouncing against his shoulder.
I heard the ding of the elevator before the doors closed around us and Parker set me on my feet. I pushed my hair off my face and straightened my shirt that had bunched around my ribs.
“What’s your problem? I was having fun.” I leaned my back against the wall of the elevator because I was feeling a little lightheaded.
“Too much fun.”
I waved him off. “No such thing. I was actually looking to have a little more fun tonight if you know what I mean.”
I winked at him and his green eyes were on fire. I actually had absolutely no interest in sleeping with someone, but for some reason on that very night, I had all the interest in the world to get under Parker’s skin.
“Don’t say shit like that to me.” His voice was so controlled, but it was easy to hear the anger that rested under the surface. It caused chill bumps to break out across my skin, and even though I knew I shouldn’t, it made me want to push him further.
“Why not, Parker. We’re friends, right?”
He just stared at me so I continued.
“It’s been far too long since I’ve been laid. At least, not properly. You can tell me about you and Emily if you want to. Is the sex hot between you all? It was definitely hot between us once upon a time.”
The doors opened in that moment, and I walked out with Parker on my tail. I stopped before getting to my room, and he ran into my back. I turned to face him, drunk on the alcohol and drunk on his proximity.
“Do you remember how you used whisper how desperate you were for me into my ear or is that something that you do with everyone?”
“It’s not with everyone.” He reached out for me, but I stepped out of his reach. He looked so vulnerable in that moment, but I wouldn’t let it get to me. I learned a long time ago that I had to protect my heart when it came to Parker James.
“I don’t believe you.”
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MORE About Where Good Girls Go To Die
It was a bad idea from the beginning.
He was my brother's best friend and the definition of unavailable.
But I didn't care.
I had loved him for as long as I could remember.
He was worth the risk. He was worth everything.
But then he broke my heart as easily as I fell for him. He watched me fall, spiraling out of control, and as I reached for him, he wasn't there to catch me.
So I ran.
Four years later, I never expected to see him again.
He was still my brother's best friend, and he was more unavailable than ever.
He looked every bit the bad boy I knew he was, covered in tattoos and a crooked smile.
Guarding my heart from him was top priority because Parker James was where good girls go to die.
Unfortunately for him, I wasn't a good girl anymore.
It was a bad idea from the beginning.
He was my brother's best friend and the definition of unavailable.
But I didn't care.
I had loved him for as long as I could remember.
He was worth the risk. He was worth everything.
But then he broke my heart as easily as I fell for him. He watched me fall, spiraling out of control, and as I reached for him, he wasn't there to catch me.
So I ran.
Four years later, I never expected to see him again.
He was still my brother's best friend, and he was more unavailable than ever.
He looked every bit the bad boy I knew he was, covered in tattoos and a crooked smile.
Guarding my heart from him was top priority because Parker James was where good girls go to die.
Unfortunately for him, I wasn't a good girl anymore.
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Bookaholic, firm believer in grand gestures, and obsessed with happily ever afters.
Holly Renee was born and raised in a small town in Tennessee where she lives with her husband and three fur-babies, Luna, Dobby, and Bellatriz.
(Yes. She has a slight obsession with Harry Potter.)
Holly is a contemporary romance author who released her debut novel, Letting Go (The Garage Series, Book 1) in August 2015. Her second novel, Breaking Down (The Garage Series, Book 2) was released in March 2016.
Holly's newest release, Where Good Girls Go to Die (The Good Girls Series, Book 1) releases on April 13th. Where Good Girls Go to Die is a sexy, second chance romance novel that features a swoon-worthy tattooed bad boy and a woman he doesn't see coming the second time around.
During the day, Holly spends her time as a nurse, but once she gets home, she falls deep into her passion of reading and writing.
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Holly Renee was born and raised in a small town in Tennessee where she lives with her husband and three fur-babies, Luna, Dobby, and Bellatriz.
(Yes. She has a slight obsession with Harry Potter.)
Holly is a contemporary romance author who released her debut novel, Letting Go (The Garage Series, Book 1) in August 2015. Her second novel, Breaking Down (The Garage Series, Book 2) was released in March 2016.
Holly's newest release, Where Good Girls Go to Die (The Good Girls Series, Book 1) releases on April 13th. Where Good Girls Go to Die is a sexy, second chance romance novel that features a swoon-worthy tattooed bad boy and a woman he doesn't see coming the second time around.
During the day, Holly spends her time as a nurse, but once she gets home, she falls deep into her passion of reading and writing.
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