Curvy Girls: The Big Girl and the Bounty Hunter PDF
Preview Curvy Girls: The Big Girl and the Bounty Hunter
Curvy girl Josephine Sawyer knows there’s only one reason why hottie bounty hunter Cooper Thomas is putting the moves on her – because he wants information on the whereabouts of her bail jumping brother. So she ended up letting Cooper sweet talk her into a night of scorchingly hot sex…so what? She’d never betray her family.
But Josephine is shocked when she finds Cooper pursuing her with increasing passion, acting jealous when other men hit on her, and shadowing her every move. Is he really falling for the feisty, plus sized beauty, or is it all part of a greater scheme – a scheme which could put her life in danger?
EXCERPT:
“Back the hell off, creep!” Josephine lunged at the figure moving through the dark, who turned out to be surprisingly strong and muscular. Still, she put considerable weight behind her full frontal assault. The intruder grabbed her, and she fell forward, on top of him.
Seconds later, she found herself rolling on the bed, clawing for his face.
“Whoa, Josephine, calm down! It’s me – Cooper!”
Josephine froze where she lay. Headlights from a passing car streamed through the window, lighting up his face.
She was lying on the bed, tangled up with Cooper Thomas.
Trapped underneath him, she could smell his cologne and his masculine, earthy scent. He was half on top of her, and she could feel the outline of his sculpted muscles. His wavy black hair was tousled from their wrestling match, but he wasn’t even breathing hard.
He was wearing a white t-shirt and blue jeans, and he was pressed up so close against her that she could feel the muscular curve of his thighs. She felt a flush of heat wash over her, the same flush she’d felt the first time she’d seen him walk through the door of her ruined kitchen.
And she felt terrible about it; this man wanted to slap handcuffs on her baby brother and drag him off to jail. How could she be attracted to him?
“What the hell are you doing here?” she demanded irritably.
“I came here for a little vacation. A little sight-seeing. What are YOU doing here?” He grinned.
“Specifically, Cooper, what are you doing in my room?”
“Your room? This room is booked by a Lee Mason. Is that your name? I stopped by the front desk and paid for the room, by the way.”
“How did you find me?” She squirmed uselessly beneath him, a thick lock of hair falling over her face.
He reached down and brushed the lock of hair back with his fingers, and a sizzling shock of electricity shot through her. She felt her nipples tighten and harden; worse, her chest was pressed up against his, so he could feel it to.
Then again, given the thick, hard swelling she felt pressing up against her thigh, he was obviously turned on too.
He was turned on? By her?
He was staring into her eyes, lips slightly parted. He was rock hard. It seemed impossible to deny, but she had to face the facts. He’d been flirting with her since the minute he met her, and he was only doing it try to get her to spill the beans on her brother.
“I asked you a question,” she said, wriggling underneath him.
“Darlin’, when you move like that, it makes it very hard for me to formulate rational thought.”
“Then get off me.”
“Actually, I’m pretty comfortable. I like it here. But you can get up if you want to. I’d never hold a lady against her will.” He shifted position, sliding onto his side, but as he did he kept his pelvis pressed against her and one leg slung over her legs.
“Why should I get up? This is my bed.” She wasn’t staying there because it felt so good to be pressed up against him, feeling the outline of his thick erection through his jeans and breathing in his scent; she was staying there because it was her bed, and damned if she’d let him kick her out of it.
“Is it really, now? I paid for it.”
“I reserved the room!”
“Under a fake name. I can be Lee Mason just as well as you can.”
“You’re not Lee Mason either!”
“So? We’re both a couple of frauds, then. But I’m the fraud who paid for the room."
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