Total pages in book: 21
Estimated words: 20411 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 102(@200wpm)___ 82(@250wpm)___ 68(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 20411 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 102(@200wpm)___ 82(@250wpm)___ 68(@300wpm)
Read Online Books/Novels: | Instant Obsession (Best Friends Duet #2) |
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Author/Writer of Book/Novel: | C.M. Steele |
| Language: | English |
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Addison would do anything for her bestie, and that includes hunting down the best man. He refuses to cooperate, so she takes matters into her own hands, but she might have just met her match. Tanner isn’t your average guy. He’s hot, smart, and completely closed off. He has reasons he doesn’t want to be the best man, but things change the second the fiery redhead storms into his office ready to go to war. She doesn’t know that once Tanner’s obsessed over something, the obsession doesn’t just disappear. He has to have it, control it, and never let go. | |
| Books in Series: | Best Friends Duet Series by C.M. Steele |
| Books by Author: | C.M. Steele |
Chapter 1
Tanner
“Morning, bro,” I answer my phone as I get out of bed. It’s seven-o-one on the dot, and my stepbrother’s already calling. What could he want this early in the morning? We saw each other last night while having dinner at my father’s house. It had been a truly interesting meal, to say the least, but I’m guessing that he’s trying to catch me before I go to work.
“So…I need you to do me a favor.” The hesitation in his voice leads me to believe that it’s not something I’m going to like.
“A favor? What is it?” He knows I don’t like being out of my comfort zone, so it’s definitely something in that area.
“I want you to be my best man.”
I don’t say anything for a minute. When I finally do, it’s barely audible. “Are you serious?” I can’t believe he’d ask me. He has a lot of closer friends, and he knows damn well I’d be a terrible bachelor party thrower.
“I am. You’re my brother, even if we’re only stepbrothers.” I feel the same way about him. If his mother didn’t get in the way, we’d be tighter, but I refuse to have that bitch anywhere near me. The woman is so damn twisted that I can’t even stand to be anywhere she is. There’s a sick history that I’d rather forget.
“We are, but—”
“Listen, my mother isn’t going to have anything…I mean anything to do with the wedding planning. I wouldn’t put Madison through that torture. Her best friend is handling most of the planning, along with Madison’s mother. Please. I’ll do my best to keep my mother away from you during the wedding.” God, I wish I could tell him how she tried to make my life hell after the divorce. Too bad, my father didn’t have the proof to throw her in jail back then.
“Come on. It’s going to be small, no more than fifty people.”
“I have to get to work. Can I talk to you about it later?” I’m extremely precise about my schedule. I have an hour to get my workout in and then into the shower before heading into work.
“Yeah, but we don’t have time. It’s going to be May 1st.” Wow, he’s not waiting at all. I liked Madison, but he just met her. That’s a huge step to take on a whim.
“A month?” I can’t help but question it.
“Well, yes.”
There are a million things I’d like to ask, but I don’t have time. “Damn it. I don’t know. I’ll talk to you later.”
* * *
I’ve managed to put off my brother’s question for the past week. I should just say yes and get it over with, but then I think about it again and can’t say yes. I’m in the middle of working when my intercom buzzes. “Sir, there’s a woman—”
My door flies open, crashing against the wall behind it before my assistant can finish the sentence. I’m staring at a woman who looks like she owns the place. She’s wearing a pair of tight blue jeans with an everyday pink hoodie open from just below her breasts that leave nothing to the imagination. And trust me at this moment, my imagination kicks in overdrive. Her eyes narrow on me, but I don’t know what I did to her. However, I sure as hell know what I’d like to do with the redheaded intruder.
“Grace, leave us.” My dick is so damn hard that I can’t even stand to close the damn door myself.
“Sir, she doesn’t have an appointment.” Since when does my assistant question my commands?
I tilt my head, looking past the siren that stormed into my office and life. “Grace.” She nods and closes the door behind her with a hint of fear in her eyes, rightfully so.
“I don’t know who you are. I should have you tossed on your ass, but since you interrupted my day…please tell me what it is that has you acting like a madwoman.”
“You. Tanner Bryant, you’re making my best friend upset, and for that, you now have a problem with me.” She has her hands on her hips, which only causes her fabulous tits to jut out, bouncing just enough to let another blood cell leave my head and go south. Fucking hell, I’m going to come in my pants just watching this feisty kitten with her claws ready to dig into me. I’d love to feel them sinking into my back as she takes a pounding so deep on my cock that she can’t sit right for a week.
Taking a calming breath, I look at my computer screen and then back up at her. It’s an instant miscalculation. Some of her curly red hair pops out of her ponytail, which only adds to the sex appeal, driving me insane with lust. Hardening my emotions, I inform her of her error. “I don’t know your best friend. You’re mistaking me for someone else.” I bring my head back down to focus on the numbers and not the way I’d love to shove my dick between those insanely tantalizing breasts.