Cocky Bastard Read Online Vi Keeland, Penelope Ward

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Funny, New Adult, Romance Tags Authors: ,
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Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 82216 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
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“That’s none of your business.”

“Your face is turning redder than this sauce.” Chance leaned in and whispered, “Aubrey…when was the last time you had an orgasm during sex?”

“It doesn’t matter.”

His tone became more insistent. “How…long… has it been?”

“College,” I practically coughed out. What the hell did I just admit? “I can’t believe I just told you that. Now, I’m embarrassed.”

He let out a deep breath. “Don’t be. But I’m not gonna lie. I’m truly shocked. A woman like you should be with a man that knows what he’s doing.”

“Why do you care? You keep saying that, a ‘woman like me.’ I didn’t even think you liked me very much.”

Chance leaned back into the booth and glanced out the window before looking me in the eyes. “As much as you’re a pain in my ass…I do like you, Aubrey. You’re funny. Not funny ha ha…but funny. You’re conscientious. You’re quick-witted. You’re smart. You’re damn cute…” He looked down almost to stop himself from going any further. “What happened anyway?”

“With what?”

“Why are you running from that tool Harrison?” When I hesitated, he flagged down Bertha. “Can we have more coffee, please, gorgeous?”

I didn’t know what came over me. Maybe it was the hot sauce. A part of me just wanted to let it all out. After Bertha poured two fresh mugs, I started to open up to him.

“Harrison was a partner at the law firm I worked at back in Chicago. I was an associate. Patent and trademark law. He and I were a couple for a little over a year. We’d moved in together. About two months ago, I found out he was cheating on me with one of his interns. So, yeah…”

“So, you moved out?”

“Yeah. I also left my job. Harrison has spent every day of the past several weeks trying to convince me that I’m making a mistake, that I’m throwing away my career because he would have made me partner sooner than I could do it on my own. I left everything behind, took the first position I got, which happened to be at a small startup firm in Temecula. I’m scared. I don’t know anyone out West, and I don’t know if I’m making the right decision. I’m not even sure if being a lawyer is what I even want anymore. I feel very lost.” Admitting that last part made me start to tear up a little.

Chance’s eyes held a serious intensity that I hadn’t previously seen from him. “What are you passionate about, Princess?”

Thinking for a bit, there was only one thing that really came to mind. I let out a nervous laugh. “Not much except…animals. I love anything to do with them. I’d wanted to be a vet, but my father was a lawyer, and he pressured me to follow in his footsteps.”

“You probably feel like you relate to them better than humans, huh?”

“Sometimes I feel that way, yes.”

He scratched his chin and smiled. “You’ll find your way. You will. The shit that happened back in Chicago is still too fresh for you to think straight. When you get out to California, the change of environment will do you good. You can take your time, look inside yourself and decide what it is you really want, then make a plan to get there. You are in control of your destiny—except in the next twenty-four hours. I’m in control of it for now.” He winked and flashed a devious smile. “You’re stuck with me whether you like it or not.”

“I guess I am.” I smiled. This guy was starting to grow on me, and that was making me really uneasy. I didn’t even know anything about him. “Your turn. Who are you, Chance Bateman? How long have you been in the U.S.?”

“I was born here, actually. I’m a citizen. I moved to Australia when I was five. My father was recruited into professional soccer in Australia to play and eventually coach. I grew up in that world.”

“That’s really cool.”

“It was for a while…until it wasn’t anymore.” He swallowed, his expression turning sullen.

“What do you mean?”

“It’s a bit of a long story.”

My phone rang, interrupting the conversation. It was Harrison. Shit. Shit. Shit.

I flipped it around to show Chance the caller I.D.

He took it from my grasp and answered, “Harry! You wanker!”

Harrison’s voice was muffled. “Put Aubrey on the phone.”

“Aubrey and I were just talking about you! We’re out to brekky, and she picks up one of these tiny sausage links and says, ‘See this here? This is just about Harry’s size.’”

He sounded irate through the phone. “You fucking asshole. Tell Aubrey if she’s taking up with trash like you—”

Chance hung up the phone. “Ready to go?”

“That was awesome.” I high-fived him after he lifted his hand. “Yeah, I’m ready.”

“Bye, Bertha!” Chance winked at our waitress.

“Bye, hot stuff.”


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