Cara Nelson [Bareknuckle Boxi Wreck (epub)

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.WreckBy Cara NelsonThe Bareknuckle Boxing Brotherhood SeriesBook 2Thank you for downloading ‘Wreck!Join my mailing list and receive updates on new releases, free books, and giveaways.Click HERE to sign-up.DedicationsI dedicate this book to you, my loyal readers.Wherever you are in this world.Thank you for all the lovely e-mails, reviews, and support.Without you, this wouldn't be possible.Table of ContentsWreckDedicationsCHAPTER 1—BOSTONCHAPTER TWO, BOSTON, SHEACHAPTER 3—BOSTON, KYLEChapter 4—BOSTON, SHEACHAPTER 5: BOSTON—KYLECHAPTER 6—SHEACHAPTER 7: KYLECHAPTER 8—SHEACHAPTER 9—KYLECHAPTER TEN—SHEACHAPTER 1—BOSTONWhen Shea Granger glimpsed him through the plate glass window, she had two thoughts.First, she admitted that her best friend Zoe hadn’t exaggerated when she said that Kyle Dolan was exactly her type.He was like her type with whipped cream and rainbow sprinkles on top.Chiseled, rugged, and one-hundred-and-fifty percent alpha male, he gave the impression of power coiled up, waiting.His hair was buzzed to nothing more than a dark shadow, a choice that spoke more of his audacity than anything else.His eyes were the same captivating, dangerous blue as an acetylene torch.Second, she wished she’d scheduled a private lesson instead of signing up for a group class.Several women had already jostled her on their way into The Good Fight, the self-defense school Kyle owned with his brother Aaron Dolan, for the six p.m.class.She’d never taken Zoe that seriously about the self-defense classes, figuring she just wanted to promote her fiancé’s business venture with all her well-meaning urging.Now she saw that it was the real deal.About twenty women of all ages and descriptions crowded the newly-renovated storefront, giggling and ogling the instructor as he finished up his workout in the gym.They had all, every damned one of them, come early to the class.And worn eye-makeup.Clearly they had ulterior motives.Maybe Zoe should consider adding a photo of Kyle on those advertising fliers she was always posting on the telephone poles.He seemed to draw in business.Shouldering her tote bag, she muscled her way inside and through the crowd for a better view.Shea had come from her nursing job.She’d just thrown on some sweats for the workout, not realizing that this was a subversive beauty pageant.All around her, women wore cropped leggings with snug workout tanks, with the youngest ones clad in shorts and exercise bras, displaying taut stomachs.Even the grannies had on eyeliner and form-fitting workout wear.Shea was the only one who hadn’t brought her A-game, apparently.She wished she’d worn something more flattering, or that she could just sit there alone in the gym, watching Kyle Dolan finish his workout.Perhaps with a nice glass of chilled white wine.And a garter belt and some massage oil.The sight of that man was bad for her concentration.“All right, ladies, class will start in just a minute.Give me a chance to get a bottle of water and I’ll be at your service,” Kyle said, with a wink that should have looked smarmy, but instead seemed conspiratorial and sexy.The man could wipe his nose on his sleeve and you’d think it was hot, Shea scolded herself.She dropped her bag on the pile in the corner and found a spot to stretch in.Since Shea didn’t usually do anything resembling exercise, her version of stretching involved one attempt to touch her toes, followed by a four-letter word and a fleeting wish for some lip gloss.She found a ponytail holder in her pocket and went to the mirrored wall, pulling her loose t-shirt tighter around her torso, rucking it up a little.A sliver of skin was visible above the waistband of her sweatpants, and she secured the extra fabric with the ponytail elastic, so it made a tail at the small of her back.She surveyed her reflection and decided that as long as you didn’t look at the floppy tail, the front and side view looked a lot better; less sloppy, more attractive.Not that she was here to hook up.She was here to support her best friend’s fiancé’s business venture by signing up for a self-defense course that was perfectly practical.As a nurse, she sometimes found herself working odd shifts and traversing the hospital parking lot alone.It was just good sense to see what Kyle Dolan had to teach her.They stood on their yoga mats, introduced themselves, and told their reasons for joining the class.Shea was positive that this part of the process was Zoe’s influence, because she couldn’t think of any man, much less this prizefighter with his arrogant stance, who would be interested in their inspiration for seeking self-defense classes.Smiling at the thought, she waited her turn while the others offered what seemed like versions of their OKCupid ads [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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