Double Dare News and Excerpt
Double Dare is now live everywhere!!!
Thank you once again for your patience 🙂
For those of you who haven’t heard of Double Dare, it’s the 6th Neighbor from Hell novel. It compliments the last novel, The Game Plan.
From the New York Times Best Selling Series, Neighbor from Hell comes Double Dare…
Marybeth still couldn’t believe that she’d survived this long with a friend like Darrin, but somehow she’d managed to beat the odds and not give in to temptation and smother him with a pillow while he slept.
Of course some days were more difficult than others…
For twenty years he’s been biding his time, waiting for the right moment to make his move and now that it was here…
He couldn’t seem to stop screwing up.
An Excerpt from Double Dare:
God, would this night never end? she wondered as she glanced over her shoulder to find the manipulative bastard following her up the stairs.
“What are you doing?” she couldn’t help but ask, especially after that little declaration that he’d just delivered.
“Going to bed,” he said, looking adorably confused.
“I see,” she murmured as she pointed to the right, “then you must be lost, because your apartment is over there.”
“I sleep better with you,” he said with a shrug and a yawn that had her turning right back around and walking the rest of the way up the stairs, wondering why she hadn’t killed him yet.
“That’s really too bad, because I believe that you just decided that you’d be sleeping alone for the time being,” she said, taking some perverse satisfaction that she would get the last word on the subject tonight.
“I don’t remember saying that,” he said, sounding thoughtful as he followed her into her bedroom and started pulling off his clothes and tossing them aside.
“Then what was that little declaration downstairs?” she asked, yanking her top-drawer open and grabbed a pair of pale yellow lacy panties before slamming the door shut.
“You mean my marriage proposal?” he asked, making her right eye twitch.
“That wasn’t a proposal,” she bit out, storming off towards the bathroom, only pausing long enough to reach down and snatch up his discarded shirt.
“Then what would you call it?” he asked, pulling back the covers and climbed in her bed with a satisfied sigh that had her hands twitching with the need to strangle the cocky bastard.
“Typical Bradford bullshit,” she snapped, shaking her head in disgust as she headed into the bathroom and slammed the door shut simply because it felt good to do it.
“Because I want to marry you?” he asked, sounding amused.
“Shut up!” she snapped, hating him more with every passing second.
“Aw, is little Marybeth mad that she can’t have her dirty little way with me?” he asked in the most condescending tone that she’d ever heard and that was saying a lot since she’d grown up around Bradfords.
“Bastard,” she muttered, grabbing her toothbrush and squeezed an insane amount of toothpaste on the bristles before she shoved her toothbrush in her mouth and took her frustration out on her teeth.
“Admit that you’re in love with me and I might consider letting you have your dirty little way with me,” he said, sounding way too pleased with himself, she decided.
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