Wild Sexy Fix (Wild Sexy 2)

He’s my fix.

My addiction.

I can’t walk away from him.

I don’t even want to.

Daphne's attraction to her roommate's incredibly sexy brother results in a night of explosive passion, then another.

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Jason has never been a long-term kind of lover, but when it comes to Daphne, he’s not willing to let go. He wants more, but she's wary of letting him, or anyone else into her life.

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How long can she continue to share her body without sharing her heart?

Chapter One

“I’m so glad you agreed to come.” Amy turned back to look at me and smiled. “Mom and Dad are so looking forward to meeting you.”

We were on our way to her parents’ house for an overnight visit to give them a chance to meet and get to know Colin, and Amy had cajoled until I agreed to come too.

From what Amy had told me, her parents were great and very supportive, and I was looking forward to meeting them too. Her dad was a retired bank executive, and her mom taught art at one of the local schools. Amy had pleaded with me, saying it would be nice for Colin to have a familiar face around when he met them for the first time. That, coupled with the knowledge that Jason wasn’t going to be there, had convinced me to tag along.

Jason.

Hardly a second had gone by in the last few days that I didn’t think about him. After he’d left my room on the night of our fight, it had only taken a few moments before my decision to go out, have a drink, flirt a little, find myself a man, and forget about Jason Wild lost all its steam and I ended up not going anywhere. I didn’t want any other man. I wanted Jason.

Thinking about him alone was enough to make my body throb with a relentless, aching need and I had to force my thoughts to the present moment, away from my memories of just what Jason’s body could do to mine.

“I’m only doing this for Colin,” I said lightly.

“And I am grateful,” Colin said. He was focused on the road, but he gave me a grateful smile in the rearview mirror. I liked Colin. If anyone in the world deserved Amy’s sweet nature, it was him.

“I still don’t get why you’re so nervous,” Amy said. “They have absolutely no choice but to love you.”

“You think that because you love me,” Colin said.

Amy smiled. “I do,” she said softly.

I gave them their moment of intimacy, gazing out the window, where the buildings and blocks had long given way to trees and brush. There was a book open on my lap, but even the mysterious Maxim de Winter wasn’t compelling enough to keep my thoughts away from Jason. According to Amy, he had traveled for work, first to London and from there to Miami. I wondered what he was doing. I wondered what would have been different if I hadn’t panicked when he proposed that we should be a couple. I wondered if he was thinking about me the way I was thinking about him.

I took a deep breath. It really wasn’t my style to spend so much time fixated on one man—on any man—but as much as I had tried to tell myself Jason was just some guy I’d slept with, I couldn’t let him go.

It was a long drive, and it took almost an hour before Colin turned into the paved drive leading to a beautiful ranch-style house surrounded by perfectly trimmed hedges. The front door opened just as Colin shut off the engine, and a pretty woman emerged into the porch. She looked just like Amy, tiny and slim with the same blonde hair, except hers was straight instead of curly.

“Mom,” Amy squealed, jumping out of the car and running to the porch where she threw her arms around her mother. They hugged for a long moment, smiling and talking, then hugging again. I swallowed the lump in my throat as a familiar emptiness rose in my chest. It was a feeling I got whenever I remembered everything I’d lost when I lost my mom, and I knew it would probably stay with me all my life.

“You okay?” Colin had opened his door and was about to step out of the car.

I nodded. “Yeah.”

I shouldered my light overnight bag and left the car, walking ahead of Colin to the porch.

“Daphne, this is my mom.” Amy’s voice was bubbly. “Mom, Daphne.”

“Nice to meet you,” I said politely.

She surprised me by drawing me into a soft hug before drawing back and giving me an open, welcoming smile. “Call me Helen, dear. Amy has told me so much about you. I’m just glad to meet you at last.” She turned to Colin as he climbed the porch steps. “And you must be Colin.” She gave Amy an approving smile before hugging Colin too. “Welcome.”

“Thank you.” He glanced at Amy, who gave him an encouraging smile. “Your house is lovely.”