Bait by D.I. Jolly

Amber thought her life was perfect.

She was in love with her boyfriend Frankie, had a nice summer job at Taylor’s Book and was enrolled at Marshall University to become a teacher.

Everything was on track for the perfect life.

And then Bastian walked in. Not only was he the most handsome man Amber had ever seen, but she felt a pull that she’d never felt before.

From the very first moment she saw him he filled her every thought and made her body want things it had never had before.


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Chapter 1 – Clit Boner


You know, working at the Taylor Books wasn’t a bad way to spend the summer. The drive was a bit far, but the people were nice, the hours weren’t bad and it was more money than not working. Plus, I got evenings off to spend with my boo, Frankie. It was the last time we have to really spend together before he went off to Indiana to be the star of Notre Dame. Which didn’t just make him the star of Huntington, I think everyone in West Virginia knew him by name. Going out with him was like dating a Rockstar. Plus he was super hot, with the body of a superhero. Something I hadn’t yet fully taken advantage of, but we had time, and waiting was important to me.

I was certain that he was the one, and that we were definitely going to get married and have lots of babies. After the summer I was off to Marshall to get a teaching degree. I mean, I probably won’t need to work with the way Frankie’s career was going, but I just love kids and really want to be a teacher, even if I don’t need to be. My life was perfect.

That was, until Bastian came in for a double pump honey latte. I don’t think there was a single person, let alone woman, in the entire place that didn’t notice him walk in. But what I couldn’t believe, apart from just how crystal blue his eyes were, was that they were directed at me. He didn’t look at me like a customer, it felt as if his eyes went right into my soul. When he spoke it sounded like a gong had just gone off in my heart, and I swear I didn’t ask him to repeat his order just to hear him say ‘double pump’ again. It took me another moment but I managed to pull myself together.

“For here or to go?”

His smile made my knees shake and I suddenly wondered what the hell was happening to me.

“For here, please. Do I just sit down?”

I managed to hold by a school girl’s giggle and say,

“Anywhere you like.”

He nodded at me and took a seat nearer the back, but, and I swear I’m not just imagining it, he sat down facing me. The entire time I spent making his coffee I could feel his eyes on me. Those pools of crystal blue analysing me. I even had to stop before adding the milk to take a deep breath and remind myself that I was happy, and in love. I caught my reflection in the coffee machine and frowned. Hot guys come and go, Frankie was forever. Just thinking his name calmed the pitter-patter of my heart. I finished his order ready to take it over to him. But when I turned, he was standing at the counter again. Having him suddenly be so close almost made me moan in surprise, which would have been embarrassing.

“Actually, and I’m sorry to do this to you, but can I have it to go instead?”

“Of, of course.”

“Thank you. I appreciate that.”

I poured my beautiful coffee into a to-go cup, ruining a perfect split, and handed it to maybe the most beautiful person I’d ever seen. He smiled again and I thought my lip was going to start to tremble. Something about him just rattled my core. I was happily in love, stable, and, honestly, a virgin. I had my life planned out. I always had. But this man made me want to rip off my clothes, and his, and throw caution to the wind. He radiated sex in a way that I didn’t know was possible until that moment. My bestie Jessica would call it a clit boner. Which I normally thought was a gross term but now it made sense.


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