Harlequin.com FREE Online Read: Shattered by Cathryn Fox
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Rylee and Sebastian both study law at Penn State, but outside of shared academic success their similarities grind to an abrupt halt. While he’s enjoyed the safety of a trust fund and plenty of one-night stands, she’s worked her entire life and stayed completely focused on her studies. It’s for those reasons that Rylee fought her intense attraction and flatly turned down his offer to grab a few drinks all those months ago. But everything will change when a date gone horribly wrong and a new app for female students somehow bring the two of them crashing together for one fiery night.
Could this date be any worse?
That’s the question I’ve asked myself ten times since Jason Cole, aka Mr. Narcissist, sat across from me and took the liberty of ordering dinner for us both. I have my own voice, dammit. But would he listen? Now I’m chewing on grass because this bastard thinks I’m a little too round in certain areas. I happen to like my curves, thank you very much, and lettuce is for rabbits, not law students who need carbs for pulling all-nighters.
As he cuts into his big porterhouse steak, I stab a piece of celery and half listen as he drones on about his attributes, all the while injecting comments about how a woman should look, dress and act, especially if he decides to bring them home to meet his parents. Not going to happen. Ever. What the hell is it with rich guys anyway? They all think they can have whatever they want, whenever they want it, and Jason here is proving to be no different than my ex, another affluent asshat who tried to mold me into his image of the perfect woman.
Forgoing manners, I scan the restaurant, plotting my best escape route. Only problem is, we’re seated by the door, and this creep, who clearly won’t take no for an answer, will no doubt follow me outside and back to my apartment.
Is it any wonder I’m done with men? The last thing I want is another controlling jerk in my life, and the only reason I’m on this date is because my old roommate begged me to entertain her fiancé’s friend while he was in town. I should have said no, but ended up caving because I owed her a favor. After this fiasco, we’re even. Heck, she might actually be indebted to me.
“Well, do you?” he asks.
My gaze jerks back to him. “What?”
“Do you want to take dessert back to your place?” he asks again, staring at me like he can’t understand why I haven’t jumped to answer him already—or jumped his bones. That’s something else that’s not going to happen. Ever. Despite the fact that I haven’t been touched in far too long. I glance at my silent phone and wish to God I had set up a fake emergency call before coming here.
He sets his fork down. “Are you not listening, Rylee?”
I wipe my mouth with my napkin and set it on the table. “Actually, I think I should go.”
He smirks at me, a wry little laugh catching in his throat. I can’t help but think that little chuckle means he thinks I’m anxious to leave because I want him alone. He’d be wrong.
“I’ll have this packed and we’ll finish at your place,” he says.
“No, you stay and finish. I’m not feeling well and can see myself home.”
He gestures for the server. “Now, what kind of man would I be if I allowed that?”
I bite my tongue and resist the urge to tell him exactly what kind of man he is. Even though he’s an aggressive jerk, I was raised better, so I stay silent.
“What’s your address, Rylee?”
Right, like I’m going to tell this guy where I live.
“No,” I say firmly as I climb to my feet, picking up my coat and purse. “You stay.”
He stands and steps in front of me, blocking my exit. “Our date is not over.” His eyes rake over me, and there is something so dark and sinister in his gaze, a warning shiver scrapes along my spine. Whoa. I could be in real trouble here.