Jake Undone (Jake #1) Read Online Penelope Ward

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Chick Lit, College, Contemporary, Erotic, New Adult, Romance, Young Adult Tags Authors: Series: Jake Series by Penelope Ward
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Total pages in book: 116
Estimated words: 110624 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 553(@200wpm)___ 442(@250wpm)___ 369(@300wpm)
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The bathroom was dingy, the floor was sticky and there was only one working toilet. I had to go so badly that I could have easily counted to a hundred while I peed and there would have still been more to come. After I washed my hands, since the mirror only showed the waist up, I couldn’t help but jump a few times to check out my rear. I wanted to see what he meant by “spectacular.” A woman walked in and looked at me like I was nuts.

When I reentered the dining area and sat back down, Jake was gone from our booth and I assumed he went to the men’s room. That is, until I turned to the stage and saw him standing there with a microphone in his hand.

A bunch of girls at a table in the front started whistling at him and shouting things, like “Hey, hottie.” I couldn’t quite make out everything they were saying, but this whole scenario suddenly made me nauseous.

The announcer asked, “What’s your name?”

“Spencer,” Jake said, tapping his hand over the mic.

Oh my God. What was he doing?

“What are you singing, Spencer?”

Jake whispered something to him and then spoke into the microphone. “This is a special song for Nina. Please forgive me for being such an ass goblin.”

I looked around the room, covered my face in embarrassment and tears of laughter formed in my eyes.

The music started and Jake searched for me. As our eyes met, he bounced his head to the music and flashed me a huge dimpled smile that made me want to rush the stage.

When he started to sing the beginning lyrics, the crowd went wild and several women started to get up and dance near him. Other people were clapping along. He tapped his foot to the beat as he sang, and it wasn’t half bad, either.

Everyone except me seemed to recognize the song. I didn’t get the relevance until he belted out a certain line. Then, I got it. I completely got it…and began laughing hysterically.

I turned to the guy next to me. “What is this song called?”

“It’s Fat Bottomed Girls, by Queen.”

Jake’s eyes locked in on mine, and I shook my head at him. My face must have been red as a tomato. He could see I was cracking up, and he tripped over one of the lines because he started laughing at my reaction. He was rocking back and forth as he sang, looking at me the entire time.

I couldn’t blame those women for ogling him. He looked hot beyond words as his hips slowly swayed side to side. I’d probably be right by the stage drooling over him along with them under different circumstances. His green eyes shined under the lights, and the white shirt he wore under his blue plaid button down clung to his chest, leaving little to the imagination. He always wore the sleeves rolled up to show off the tattoos on his forearms.

When he finished the song, the crowd went wild, and I could see his forehead was glistening under the hot lights. He was sweaty and hot as hell. Several women wanted a piece of him. I heard one yell, “You can do whatever you want to this fat bottom.”

Ugh.

He started to make his way back to our booth when a couple of the girls sitting at that front table stopped him. They were attractive and jealousy pumped through my veins as he politely made conversation with them. One of them grabbed onto his shirt and slipped a piece of paper into the front pocket, causing my head to throb. My drink started to come up on me as I reminded myself that this guy was going to break my heart.

Jake interrupted the conversation after he noticed I was watching him. He walked away and cut one of the girls off mid-sentence. When he sat back down in the booth, my heartbeat started to regulate again.

“You’re a popular guy,” I said.

He chuckled. “Well, you can’t sing a song like that and not expect to attract all the big-butt girls in the house like a magnet.”

“Yeah, I noticed one of them slipped you her number.”

“Oh…yeah,” he said as he took the paper out of his pocket and threw it in the leftover flame from our Poo Poo platter.

I feigned pity. “That’s a shame.”

He sighed sarcastically and flashed me a smile. “Isn’t it?”

“I guess there is only one fat-bottomed girl you’re leaving with?”

He winked. “Yeah, I have a feeling I’m taking you home tonight.”

Our waiter came by and collected the empty scorpion bowl and plate, replacing them with the bill and two fortune cookies.

I started to take out my wallet when Jake said, “Put that back.”

“I’m paying my share.”

“Nina, put it back. I’ve got it. You don’t even work, and it was my idea to go out.”


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