The Allnighter (My New Stepbrother, Part 1) by C.J. Lake
Age Group: New Adult
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: April 19, 2015
Cady is still reeling from her one-and-done night of passion with a sexy guy she met at a bar—she’s still overwhelmed just thinking about it!—when she unexpectedly comes face-to-face with him again.
It’s bad enough that Mick lied about who he was, but now Cady discovers he’s about to become her…what??!
*Note: The Allnighter is a continuing story. Stay tuned for Part 2 coming soon!
“I technically can get a taxi myself,” Cady said, shivering. “If I couldn’t do that, I’d really be hopeless.”
“Of course,” Mick agreed. “I just wanted to walk out with you.” Predictably, the night had grown colder, and now the wind was biting. Mick boldly put his hands on Cady’s upper arms and gave them a rub through her jacket. “Let’s warm you up,” he said.
Appearing cautious, Cady asked, “After I go, are you going to meet Quinn and your friends at that party?”
“No. Definitely not.”
“Not your scene?”
“Nope,” he told her truthfully.
“Yeah, actually I’m surprised your friend, Quinn, wants to go,” Cady mentioned. “Those parties are usually BU and BC people. Since he’s twenty-four…” Again she shivered and Mick put his arm around her. She seemed momentarily flustered. “I, um, guess I assumed he’d be over hanging out with college students.”
“Quinn’s very immature,” Mick said—also the truth. “Listen, Cady, there’s something I want to say…”
Before he got to tell her that he wasn’t really twenty-four and that he didn’t work in private security—that it was a stupid line Quinn used and could they just start over?—he got distracted by Cady reaching up and placing her hand on his chest. She did so tentatively, and didn’t retract when Mick froze for a second. His pulse sped up and his chest tightened as she curled the fabric of his shirt into her fingers, silently inviting him closer.
The action sent a signal straight to his cock, which was already stiffening in anticipation.
“This is probably a mistake,” she whispered, obviously trying to talk herself out of what she wanted. Mick let her talk—though he inched slightly closer, and she didn’t back away. “It’s just…” she began, her soft voice drifting off for a moment as the wind loudly tousled the trees.
Mick waited, not sure where she was going with this. And definitely not expecting her to say:
“It’s just that I have no fun.”
After a careful pause, he said, “Are you saying that you want to have fun?”
She dropped her eyes toward the sidewalk, but clutched his shirt a little tighter. “Yes.”
He could see a shy grin tugging at the corner of her mouth, so he slid a hand under her jaw to tilt her face up. When their eyes met, Cady gazed at him for a moment, almost fascinated, then murmured, “Let’s just kiss first and see how it is.”
He might have been mildly amused by her awkward seduction style—if only she didn’t have him totally aroused instead. “Sure,” Mick agreed, stepping even closer and lowering his head. Soon both hands were on his chest, gripping the front of his shirt, as their mouths came together…
C.J. Lake is a storyteller who is passionate about art, surfing, and skiing/snowboarding.
Residing near the coast of Massachusetts, C.J. is currently working on a new book. Readers can get in touch via email or follow C.J. on Twitter