*This book is #2 in the 'Bama Boys series. While it can be read as a standalone, it is a continuation of book #1 and is meant to be read after Forever Red.*
Putting others needs before his own was all Mike Carson had ever done.
First, it was the friends he loved more than family. Then it was his country. By nineteen, he was a father, a husband and fighting in a war not many people believed in. After an accident ended his career and his life fell apart, he filled his days keeping screaming fans from reaching the most famous country rock star in the world. And, pining after a woman who would never love him.
Then, everything changed.
He thought he could handle anything that was thrown his way. He thought running my security detail would be the easiest job he’d ever had. He thought he’d be able to keep me safe without getting attached.
He was wrong.
They call me reckless, selfish, and slutty. In reality, I’ve just stopped caring what everyone else thinks. I’m determined to have some fun, to live life my way, and to make Mike realize that being a little selfish isn't the worst thing in the world.
I think we both have our work cut out for us.
**Book contains graphic language and adult content.**
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“We are going to get in that porn star shower and use it for what it was designed for.”
I glanced over his shoulder, trying to see said shower, but the curtain was pulled. Mike’s fingers, racing back up my legs, pulled my gaze away. When two fingers snuck under my lace panties and yanked, tearing them straight from my body, I jerked my eyes back to him. He merely raised a brow.
“You’re going to wash my hair?”
My bra was his next victim, and it went sailing over his head and across the room behind him. “Such a smartass.” His thumb traced my bottom lip. “I’m going to wash every single part of you, Miss Molly. But I’m going to get you very dirty first.”
He stepped back, putting just a smidge of distance between us before yanking his own shirt over his head and then dropping his jeans. The man had gone commando. Good Lord, he was trying to kill me.
I longed to run my fingertips down the deep ridge between his pecs, tracing the bumps of his six pack, then over his hard flat stomach. From there, I could walk my fingers to his hips and back, enjoying the shallow grooves that formed a v, leading straight to…
I completely lost my train of thought when I realized that he was once again bare. Bald. I did what I could to keep up with my ladyscaping while I was on tour, but the bus wasn’t really the best location to maintain a close shave, and there were no places along our tour route that I trusted for a drop-in wax. How in the hell did he find the time to keep himself hair free?
Unable to keep the thought to myself, I asked him. Instead of responding, he raised an eyebrow and watched me for a minute before he tipped his head back and laughed.
I waited until he’d composed himself a little. “What in the hell is so funny?”
He only grinned. “Only you.” He shook his head, still smiling. “I’m standing here, buck ass naked, looking like this”—he glanced down at his body while motioning to the part of his anatomy that was pointing at me—“and the only thing you notice is that I shaved.”
I settled my hands on my hips and narrowed my eyes at him, ready with a snappy comeback when I realized that his eyes were glued to my chest. I dropped my eyes, remembering too late that I was just as naked as he was and the girls were pushed out because of the way I was standing. I moved my eyes back to his face, rolling them when I saw that his were still glued to my boobs.
I gave them a little shimmy, just a little shake, making him groan. The entire situation was so absurd, a scene from someone else’s life—not mine—that I started to laugh. Within seconds, he’d joined me, and we were two naked morons cackling in a hotel bathroom until tears burned my eyes.
Carina Adams has been writing and creating characters for as long as she can remember, allowing her to fall in love with the next man of her dreams with every new story.
Thankfully, fate stepped in and granted her the ultimate wish - a life full of men. Carina lives in a picturesque New England town with her husband, the man who ruined the thought of all others, and two amazing sons who always keep her on her toes.
Carina received her MBA in May, but would much rather play with her imaginary friends (the voices in her head) than work her 8 to 5. When she isn’t trying to juggle being a working mom with karate and football practices, surprising her children with her sci-fi movie knowledge, or writing, you can find her with her nose pressed against her kindle, laughing with friends, or living life vicariously as her Derby Girl persona, Writers Block.
Carina is the author the of Bastards MC series and best selling Forever Red. She is currently writing Out of The Blue, the follow up to Forever Red. She loves to hear feedback from her readers, no matter what type. You can email her at:firstname.lastname@example.org