Hooked by Love (Bellevue Bullies 3)

A grin pulls at my lips. “Hey there, Lame Line Larry.”

A grin crosses his mouth and everything inside me goes hot. His teeth are so damn straight and look so clean. I know, I’m weird, but crap, it is hot. His lips are full, except for a little spot where a white scar sits. His jaw is covered with dark hair, giving him a scruffy look that shoots need down between my legs. Hair dusts the middle of his chest—not much, but enough to have my body burning with need.

Lord, he is gorgeous.

“Nice tattoo,” I say, lifting my chin in the direction of his arm. “Who are the birds? All the girls whose hearts you broke?”

He laughs, shaking his head. “My family.”

Aw. Before I can say more, his lips are curving. “I’ve broken way more hearts than just five.”

With a straight face, I nod, knowing damn well he’s full of it. “Of course.”

We hold each other’s gaze, and my heart speeds up in my chest as I get lost in his sinful eyes.

“Put your tongue back in your mouth,” Skylar teases, and I snap my mouth shut as Jace’s grin grows. “What the hell is going on here?”

Without taking his eyes from mine, he answers her. “Mayhem. I don’t know how my brothers did this crazy. I tried to enjoy the party. Five seconds later, shit is wack.”

“Did you give everyone duties?”

His brow rises as his eyes do a slow trail down my body. “Um… No?”

“There is your first mistake. Y’all are gonna be cleaning like mad tomorrow. Coach sees this, he’s gonna flip.”

“I know,” he said, letting out a long breath, this time looking away, which is good. I can finally breathe. “Oh well, I’ll worry about it tomorrow.”

He looks around and then runs his hand down his chest. I’m not sure what Skylar and Mekena are thinking, but I am thinking one thing.

Holy hot sex!

He is basically dripping with sex, trouble, and everything naughty. It’s seeping out of his pores and intoxicating me. And I want nothing more than to be consumed by him.

Looking back at Skylar, he asks, “Is this your baby sister?”

Now, I’m the one who can’t stop staring at him. I just have to drink in everything I am seeing. I’m worried it’s all a dream. That he’s not real. He can’t be. I mean, he has the V! The V that points down to where I suddenly want to explore more than I want my next breath. His body is just downright wicked and illegal. No one should be this hot.

“Yup, this is Mekena.”

I’m paying them no mind, and I really don’t notice that he reaches out to shake her hand. I’m too obsessed with the dips of his muscles, the lines of his chest and jaw, and then the impressive bulge in his shorts.

I’m thinking that Ms. Skylar was completely right.

Because I’m pretty damn sure that isn’t a hockey stick in his pants.

Before I can stop myself, I’m reaching out, my finger poking him in the shoulder. His skin is hot under my finger, and I swear every inch of me breaks out in gooseflesh. He must have been talking because he pauses, looking over at me with a grin. His eyes are locked on mine, and it takes everything for me not to drool.

“Yes?”

“Sorry,” I say stupidly. “I don’t think you’re real.”

His grin is unstoppable as Skylar and Mekena laugh. Taking a step toward me, he invades my personal space with his nose almost touching mine as he holds my gaze. “I said that earlier, that you were a complete figment of my imagination because there is no way someone as gorgeous and talented as you could be gracing my presence.”

I’m breathless and my stomach hurts from the butterflies going nuts as I gasp for air. He takes a step closer and I honestly don’t know what is happening. I want him—Lord, do I want him—but I have no clue who he is. Nothing. Only what I’ve heard. I’m not that girl, but he’s bringing that girl out somehow. I’m two seconds from climbing him like a tree and riding his face until I can’t take it any longer.

“I’ve been thinking about you.”

“You have?” I gasp and he nods.