So Good for Me: Bad Boy Forbidden Love Romance Collection

by Jamie Knight

  “You aren’t even going to use it,” teased Ron, my old college roommate, on one of his visits to my new house shortly after the gym had been built. “It’s just going to be like your gym membership that’s collecting dust in your wallet.”

  I winced, thinking of the gym membership that I had never even used. But that was because I was always busy working. And having a gym at home would help me stay fit because there wasn’t a commute.

  When I got into the gym, I put loud rock music on the stereo and warmed up on the treadmill. Even though I knew that staying fit was part of a healthy lifestyle (and it was something that I constantly preached to my patients), my visit to the gym that day was less about fitness and more about blowing off steam.

  For some reason, I couldn’t stop thinking about Anne McAllister, the new patient that I had seen today. She was incredibly beautiful, especially when she smiled. I kept finding myself cracking jokes, just to try to see her smile that seemed to cover her porcelain-like, freckled face.

  Her green, almond-shaped eyes had a light in them that I had never seen before. And I all but melted when she would look at me.

  I couldn’t deny I loved her curves. I had always been a sucker for wide hips and full breasts. And even though I knew I shouldn’t be thinking of my patient like this, as a red-blooded male, I couldn’t help but think how I would love to bend her over and grab a hold of her round ass cheeks while I fucked her.

  I told myself not to have such thoughts.

  Plus, what I particularly liked about Anne was that she was as smart as a whip. I could tell by the way she formulated her words, selecting them carefully so that they almost had the lilt of songs.

  I pressed a button on the treadmill to pick up the pace.

  One thing I couldn’t understand, though, was with so much beauty, brains, personality, and an excellent career to boot, why didn’t she had a boyfriend or husband that she could have a baby with?

  Surely, she could have had anyone that she wanted.

  Or was there something that I was missing?

  I was starting to break into a sweat and my breathing was becoming labored. I tried to focus on my workout more and on Anne McAllister less.

  This wasn’t like me, to fantasize about patients. I had always been very professional, in spite of the nature of my work. But, for some reason now, my mind just kept going back to Anne.

  I had spent so many years building my career and reputation. And as I looked around at what my buddies liked to jokingly refer to as my “man castle,” I knew that it had all paid off. I was a rich doctor whose claim to fame was starting up and running successful fertility clinics, and who was known for bringing back a technique that could work instead of or along with newer technological methods.

  I had done countless speaking engagements, being interviewed and even teaching about IVF to those in the field as well as to students. I was well known and respected as one of the top doctors in the industry.

  And it was largely due to my professionalism. I had seen other doctors come and go because they couldn’t keep their dicks in their pants and would get involved with a patient romantically. Or even just sexually.

  So, I knew firsthand that getting involved with a patient would spell death to my practice and career. In fact, I usually wouldn’t even toy with the idea of dating a patient.

  But, as hard as I tried to dismiss the thought, I kept thinking about Anne. I couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to go out with her on a date. I just knew that she would be interesting and sexy and…

  What was wrong with me?

  I had all the reasons in the world why I shouldn’t be thinking of her, but it seemed like she was all that I could think about at all. It was almost like I couldn’t help myself.

  I pushed another button on the treadmill and slowed down to a halt. It didn’t seem like working out was helping me with distracting my mind. I walked back down the dark hallway to the living room, grabbed the TV remote, and sunk down into my leather couch.

  Then I started flipping through the channels. But nothing was really catching my attention.

  This was why I really didn’t watch much TV, I thought to myself, tossing the remote aside, then rubbing my temples and closing my eyes. Even with my eyes closed, I just kept picturing Anne’s face.

  Is this really what all these years of being a bachelor has done to me?

  One visit from a pretty woman at the practice and she’s all I can think about?

  But I knew that wasn’t it. There had been tons of beautiful women who walked through our doors before and I had never had this reaction. In fact, I often found comfort in the fact that I was a bachelor because it had been my experience that dating was often more trouble than it was worth.

  Some women seemed to be like vampires when it came to dating rich doctors. They always seemed to want to rush to the altar or, at the very least, seemed to want me to get them pregnant with one of my… what had Anne called it… my samples?

  I couldn’t help but laugh out loud now that I thought again about how she’d said that. My laughter bounced off the walls of my house and landed back in my ears, sounding like tinny raucous. Anne had been so cute without even trying to be.

  I had never been one for relationships. I was a player, through and through. Plus, most of the time, it was just easier and less trouble to focus on work. I’d had a lot of hook ups in the past but they were explicitly no-strings-attached relationships.

  Still, meeting Anne made me feel a pang of something that I rarely ever felt: loneliness.

  Sometimes, I wished that I had someone with whom I could share my joy and pain, a partner in crime, even though I usually quickly pushed those thoughts aside because I enjoyed a quick date and hook up instead of committed relationships.

  But, for the first time almost ever, I started wondering what it might be like to raise a family with someone.

  With Anne.

  What the fuck, dude? I chided myself.

  You just met her.

  And she’s your patient.

  I stood up quickly, starting to become afraid of my own thoughts.

  Snap out of it, Ted, I now yelled at myself.

  My career hadn’t taken off because of daydreams and fantasies. It was the result of hard work and discipline. All of which could be flushed down the toilet in a moment’s notice if I kept letting my teenage-like, lust-filled imagination run wild.

  I slowly sat back down, took a deep breath in, and blew it all out. Being a single guy, I knew that loneliness happened, but the payoff was so great: money, an amazing career, and basically any woman for a night that I wanted to have.

  I just had long ago decided that I value my peace more than anything else. It was a lot easier that way, in the long run.

  Here I was only thinking about a woman and was about to commit career suicide in my thoughts.

  There was no need for all that drama.

  I would just keep focusing on work and leave love and relationships to everyone else.

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  My boss and I would have hell to pay if word got out about us.

  But it feels so good when he's deep inside me.

  My boss is a billionaire.

  And quite the bad boy.

  He's known for playing favorites.

  And it's clear he wants me next.

  By that I don't just mean on the typewriter.

  But also up against the wall.

  Under his desk. And across his lap.

  I know I shouldn't give into him but he's so hot.

  And I still have my v-card, as embarrassing as that is.

  I need an experienced, older man like him to take it.

  It's just for fun and just between us.

  But then our forbidden fling is found out.

  And he says he can't get enough of my curves.

  He wants me in his life all the time.

  We definit
ely got in over our heads.

  But is he just sweet-talking me to stay out of trouble?

  I know I shouldn't trust a player.

  But my heart is too involved in this game to walk away now.

  So Much Trouble is a collection of nineteen bad boy romance books featuring forbidden love. They include: My Doctor's Secret Baby, Secret Pet, I Hate You, Marry Me, Masking His Virgin, Super Big Game, Bundle of Joy, Bad Intentions, Plucking Her Clover, My Fake Fiancé's Secret Baby, Cramming Her Cupcake, Under His Care, Under Strict Orders, Under Wraps, Under His Watchful Eye, Dating During Lockdown, My Best Friend's Brother's Secret Baby, My Mentor's Secret Baby, Unveiling Her Innocence & Rival Pet. Jamie Knight promises to always bring you a happily ever after filled with plenty of heat. And never any cheating or cliffhangers!

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