Going Wild (The Wild Ones Book 2)(75)

My lips brush over hers. “A lot of boots,” I tell her as the violin music stops.

“Boots?” she asks, clearing her throat like she didn’t just swoon a little.

“So many boots you circled in those catalogues,” I tell her, grinning.

“Where?” she asks, trying not to sound overly excited, even as I see the weakening resolve in her eyes. After all, boots are her biggest weakness.

“Lilah hid them,” I tell her with a shrug.

“What?” she asks with a very serious, and not-so-happy expression.

I shrug, playing coy. “I didn’t want it to look like I was trying to buy you, so I sent Lilah to collect the boots until the perfect time to return them.”

“You let Lilah Vincent touch boots that you bought for me?” she asks like I’ve committed treason.

“Yes,” I say, my smile mocking her.

She whirls around, spotting Lilah dragging Benson toward the boats like she’s about to break town rules about sex-in-public.

“Lilah Vincent!” Kylie shouts.

Lilah spins around, cocking her head to the right in question.

“What did you do with my boots?”

Lilah’s grin slowly spreads, and she turns to start sprinting toward the docks.

Kylie takes off running after her, and Benson groans as his head falls back.

I just watch as Lilah dodges her, and they chase each other like children playing tag. George Malone nudges me as he comes to stand close.

“You’re already figuring out how the family works,” he says in approval as Lilah squeals and leaps over a log to start racing down the road.

“I hate running!” Lilah says after a string of curses from the distance.

“Then give me my boots!”

They disappear down the road, and I’m the only one watching like it’s anything out of the ordinary.

This…is my Saturday.



THE END.





Note from the author…



Thank you for reading Going Wild!

Liam and Kylie’s book was something completely different to work on, because all the drama comes in at the front of the book, and you’ve already read Becoming a Vincent, which basically happens between Kylie and Liam’s story.

It’s the first time I’ve ever put the true climax so close to the beginning of a story. It makes it unique in that way, even if it steals some of the angst you might have been hoping for from a normal romance.

Beneath all the fun and silliness, Liam really did grow as a person after the accident that led to him getting close to Kylie. He was shallow, vain, arrogant, and completely self-absorbed.

Kylie grew a lot too. For such a risk taker, she never really took risks. After all, Liam was her first relationship, and it was an accident that she ever even got close enough to him to care about him. Her guard was down, and it was too late to stop it by the time she realized what had happened. She didn’t even acknowledge how judgmental she was in the beginning, because she genuinely didn’t see herself as the judgmental type.

It was what made her real to me. She noted her flaws on the outside, but never made much effort to point out her actual personality flaws. That’s the way we are. We rarely notice our character flaws, but we stare in a mirror and point out every physical flaw we have.

Now I’m getting too deep, but you get the point. Kylie was just an average girl with a lot of hidden insecurities she masked with confidence and sarcasm, and Liam was a typical rich douche. Until they made each other better.

Yes, I know this series lacks a lot of that angst from all my other books that also have comedy. That was the purpose of this series. Something lighter, something more fun, something…easy to read that just makes you laugh or feel good.

This series is to break up the ordinary, and it’s meant to be silly (and sexy) fun.

For all your angsty needs, I’ve got plenty of other series that might interest you. ;)

In case you read the last note from Becoming a Vincent, I’ll try not to repeat myself too much, but it might happen a little.

I draw from a lot of real life experience when I’m writing, but for this series, I’m drawing from my childhood mostly. Obviously things will be exaggerated from time to time, but the fight scene? Yeah…totally something the “men” in my family would have done.

I told you I would share the true stories that inspired certain scenes, so…

The men in my family weren’t violent, but I reckon if you had dangly bits, you had to prove you were a man by wrestling or joining a “tough man” competition. If you don’t know what a tough man competition is, well, it’s a bunch of average Joes who think they can fight, and a bunch of MMA professionals who’ve been fighting competitions for years. Then a big ole slice of humble pie is served up by the end.