Report For Booty (Kinky Chronicles, #3)
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A tremble coursed through her and her bottom lip trembled. “I understand.”
Nash leaned in and bracketed her other cheek with his hand. “No, you don’t, darlin’. We don’t want a fling. We want a life with you. A permanent one.”
“Y-you do?”
“Yep. See, we’ve got this job we think you’re perfect for.”
She frowned. “What job?”
“Housesitting that bungalow over yonder.” Nash nudged his chin in the direction of their place. “Only we need an extended contract. Probably fifty plus years minimum. And just so you know, the two old mutts living there are a little rough around the edges, but with the right woman, they heel pretty good. And they’re the best damn cuddlers. Also respond exceptionally well to belly scratches.”
Her smile radiant, Regan choked on a teary laugh. “Am I going to have to worry about them humping my leg a lot?”
“Amongst other parts.”
Sniffling, she wrapped her arms around them. “Then I accept the position.”
“There’s one more requirement before the job is yours.”
“And what would that be?”
“Let us love you for the rest of your days.”
The dam broke loose on her tears again and she stood onto her tiptoes to kiss them. Her eyes reflecting the same emotion stirring in their hearts, she stroked both their faces. “Now how can I possibly say no to that?”
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Epilogue
T wo months later.
The doorbell rang, breaking her focus from the manuscript open on her laptop. Darn it. Only ten more pages to go before she wrapped up this round of edits. Chewing her lip, she checked the clock on the lower section of the screen.
Ding ding ding. Whomever it was clearly wasn’t going away any time soon.
Gusting a resigned exhalation, she shoved away from her desk and padded toward the front door of the bungalow. It’d taken a while to get used to it, but within a few weeks of moving in, it truly had become her home too. She’d incorporated a bit of femininity to the house. Nothing to make her big alpha boys feel like they’d suddenly been trapped in a frilly pink nightmare. A few new throw pillows on the couch and a pretty patchwork quilt for their bed. And of course her hundreds of books she’d hauled from her apartment. They currently occupied places of honor on the custom bookshelves Mason and Nash built as a special surprise after turning Nash’s bedroom into a spacious office for her. She’d cried like a baby the first time she’d seen the space. To have them do something like that for her—if she hadn’t already been head over heels crazy in love with them, that would have clinched the deal.
Another impatient chime of the doorbell, and she hurried her pace. “I’m coming.”
She peeked through the peep hole. Nash stood on the porch, decked from head to foot in his army fatigues. Just the sight of him was enough to make her heart dance a happy jig. Fighting to contain her undoubtedly dopey grin, she swung open the door. “Did you forget your keys?”
Instead of replying, he glanced to the right of her. She shifted her attention just as Mason stepped forward, looking equally scrumptious in his camo and boots. It took a moment for her bedazzlement to clear enough for her to register the large box he held. She inspected the familiar scribbled handwriting and grunted. “Not another delivery from the Giant Dildo Factory.”
She could only imagine what their mail carrier must think of them by now. Uncertain whether to laugh or groan, she gestured to Nash. “Might as well do the honors. Again .”
Chuckling, Nash unsheathed his knife and sliced through the packing tape. Once the flaps were free, she peeled them back and steeled herself for Harper’s latest perverted care package.
Would it be butt plugs and fur-lined handcuffs? With Harper, you never knew.
She tossed the bubblewrap cushioning aside and stared at the small black velvet box nestled on the bottom of the cardboard. Her pulse kick starting, she peered up at Mason and Nash. “W-what is that?”
Mason set the carton down and fetched the jeweler’s box before getting down on one knee. Nash knelt on the other side of him. “Darlin’, we have something to ask you.”
She pressed trembling fingers to her lips as her men opened the box together, revealing the platinum solitaire diamond tucked inside.
In perfect harmony, they asked the one question she hadn’t dared fantasize would ever pass their lips. “Will you do us the honor of being our bride?”
Her vision tear-logged, she nodded, a happy sob breaking loose when Mason and Nash eased the ring onto her finger. An overwhelming tide of emotion flooding her heart, she wrapped her arms around her men and squeezed them tight.
Her gaze fell on the discarded carton, and Harper’s voice floated through her mind. “You’ve got to admit it’s a great story you can pass down to the grandkids.”
She snuffled a blubbery laugh. Indeed it would. The best story ever.
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T hanks for reading Report For Booty. I hope you enjoyed it! This is a special crossover story tied to my Kinky Chronicles series. At the end of this book you can find out more about the series, as well as read an excerpt from Kinky Claus.
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
A t the ripe age of seven, Jodi Redford penned her first epic, complete with stick-figure illustrations. Sadly, her drawing skills haven’t improved much, but her love of fantasy worlds never went away. These days she writes about fairies, ghosts and other supernatural creatures, only with considerably more heat.
She has won numerous contests, including The Golden Pen and Launching a Star.
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Report For Booty by Jodi Redford
M ason Gamble and Nash Vincent are pros at making people sweat. As former Army Rangers who run the toughest, ball-busting fitness boot camp in Michigan, they take great pride in that fact. But thanks to the knockout brunette housesitting next door, suddenly they’re the ones experiencing excess perspiration. Fortunately, the perfect opportunity to be neighborly presents itself courtesy of a package delivery snafu.
Regan Wallace has trust issues. Specifically, trusting that her best friend won’t make good on her threat to send a Strip-O-Gram for Regan’s birthday. Is it any wonder she’d jump to the wrong conclusion when two gorgeous, camo-garbed hunks land on her front doorstep? Woops. The crazy part? They don’t seem the least bit scandalized or offended by her boneheaded blunder. Judging by the sinful heat in their eyes, they’re all too happy to provide her with a little two-on-one dirty dancing. For a woman recovering from a bad breakup, fielding the interest of two sex-on-a-stick men is both surreal and exhilarating. Indulging a three-way fling? Completely out of her comfort zone. But with her stay limited to a week, some no-strings-attached sex might be precisely what she needs to get her confidence back in stride.
None of them are prepared for the consequences of a sexy fling feeling like so much more. As Regan’s stay draws closer to an end, Mason and Nash realize there’s no way in hell they’re letting the perfect woman slip through their fingers. And when it comes to fighting for her love, there are no fitter warriors for the ultimate battle to her heart.
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Perfect Chemistry
Copyright © 2014 Jodi Redford
L eo Martinez and Devlin Hawke—the hottest geeks on the planet. And Sidney Chase’s biggest weakness. Giving in to her secret fantasies about her sex-on-a-stick bosses? Out of the question. Until the night she’s accidentally exposed to the supercharged aphrodisiac in their lab...
Despite their mutual craving for Sidney, Leo and Devlin consider her off limits. The last thing they’d wanted was to scare off their best PA by overwhelming her with their kinky tendencies. Witnessing the arousing effects of their aphrodisiac elixir on Sidney changes everything. Not only is she the answer they’ve been looking for in regards to fine-tuning their formula, she’s the perfect woman for them. And with a little help from one helluva sinful science experiment, they’ll prove that love is far more potent than anything manufactured in a bottle.
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Kinky Claus
Copyright © 2015 Jodi Redford
T rig Campbell knows a thousand ways to make a woman orgasm. Not a boast. He’s an escort. A damn good one. But there’s one in particular he’s fantasized about having underneath him, screaming his name. Too bad she’s the last woman he can touch.
What's a girl to do when the escort she's hired for a corporate Christmas party turns out to be her best friend’s brother? In Marissa Wagner’s case—panic, of course. There’s no way she can go through with this. No way she should give in to the dirty, kinky cravings Trig brings out in her. But that’s exactly what she does...and neither of them is prepared for the eventual fall.
As their time together draws closer to an end, Trig is haunted by a question he’d never expected to face. What possible future can a gigolo offer a woman like Marissa? And can he let her go when the time comes?
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Please enjoy the following excerpt...
He gently chaffed her hand between his. “Rissa, it’s okay. This isn’t much different than a blind date. Only we have the benefit of already knowing each other. That’s kind of a good thing, don’t you think?”
“Uh, no .”
“Why?”
She gaped at him like he’d suddenly sprouted an extra head. “Because you’re Jane’s brother. And you’re younger than me.” She darted a look toward the nearest table before leaning closer to him and dropping her voice to a whisper. “Also I freakin’ paid for you.”
All three of her concerns were expected and no simple barricade to bust through. Best to start with the lowest on the calamity scale. “You’re what, five years older than me, tops? Don’t think that even qualifies you as a cougar.”
She grimaced. “Oh God, you would have to use that word.”
“I happen to think older women are hella sexy.”
She offered him a peevish look that was downright adorable. “You just said I’m not that much older than you.”
He shrugged. “I’ll make an exception for you.”
That finally earned a ghost of a smile from her. Just as quickly as it appeared, the mesmerizing sight vanished and she frowned, her eyes widening slightly behind her tortoise frame glasses. “You aren’t suggesting we go through with this!”
“Why not? According to the information I was given, you need a date for your Christmas party, and I’m available. I don’t see any problem with this scenario.”
She dropped her focus to their linked fingers. Despite her effort to hide her face he still made out the fierce blush creeping across her cheeks. She cleared her throat. “Trig, I—I just don’t think this is going to work out.”