Reckless Hands (Joey and Adora Duet #1) Read Online T.L. Smith

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Dark, Mafia, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Joey and Adora Duet Series by T.L. Smith
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Total pages in book: 64
Estimated words: 61905 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 310(@200wpm)___ 248(@250wpm)___ 206(@300wpm)
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“Thanks. If you get any new ones, can you hold them for me?” She hands me cash, even though she doesn’t have to. Lucas puts money into the business and barely takes any out. He takes a few books every couple of months. Now it’s Chanel, but she pays every single time.

“Will do.”

“Adora…” We all turn to see Becca standing there, phone in hand and short blonde hair pushed back. She’s dressed in tight jeans and a fitted pink shirt, which shows a bit of cleavage.

“You must be the one who was between Adora’s legs,” Lucas comments, and Chanel hits him in the stomach. He grunts and shrugs.

Becca’s face goes bright red as she looks toward the door, then back to me. “Can we talk?”

I give her a slight nod before Chanel pulls Lucas out the door. When they’re gone, Becca steps up to the counter, and her delicate hands touch the countertop. Her nails are painted pink to match her shirt.

“What’s up?” I ask, confused as to why she’s here.

“Look, I don’t normally do this, or even what we did the other day…” She glances back at the bookshelf where she ate me out. “But I wanted to know if you would like to go on a date with me.”

“You want to date me?”

“Yes, if you would be willing.”

“But…” My brows pinch together. “I’ve got all kinds of issues. I’m not sure you really want to.”

Her green gaze falls to her hands. “I do, though. I like you.”

“You don’t know me.”

“This is true, but I can see that you’re pushing through this thing we call life just the same as I am.”

“Becca, you are beautiful… stunning even. Are you sure you want this? You could go and find a normal, healthy girl to take you on a date. Trust me when I say that would be better for you. My life...” I shake my head. “It’s about to get real messy.”

“No.”

“No, what?”

“No, I would not like to find someone else. I have a connection with you that I have never had with anyone else. I did something I would never have done in a million years because it felt right. You made me feel these things are right, when all my life I was raised to believe they are wrong. This isn’t wrong.” She waves between us as she finishes speaking.

I feel butterflies take flight in my stomach. What’s the worst that could happen?

“Okay, but you can’t say I didn’t warn you.”

“Tonight?” she asks, a smile edging on her beautiful lips.

“Sure,” I reply, shrugging. She hands me her phone, and I type in my number before handing it back to her. Then she rings it, and my phone lights up.

“Now you have mine.” Her smile is contagious as she walks to the door, then looks back. “Should I pick you up?”

“No. Just tell me where and when, and I’ll make my own way there.” She nods before she leaves, shutting the door behind her.

I’m not sure this is a good idea, but I didn’t want to say no either.

She’s dressed in a hot pink dress that stops just above her knees and a pair of black heels. Her hair is styled pretty much the same way it was when I saw her earlier, but now she’s wearing pink lipstick. Her green eyes spot me as I move closer. I have on a pair of jeans, knee-high boots, and a cropped white shirt. My hair is down, and I even ran the straightener through it.

“You look beautiful,” she says, leaning in, her soft lips touching the side of my cheek before she pulls back.

“You do as well.”

Her cheeks flush, matching the color of her lips.

“Am I your first girl date?” I ask, my curiosity taking over.

She turns, walks to the restaurant door, and holds it open for me to enter. “You are. Does that bother you?”

“No, not at all. I usually don’t date. So firsts all around.”

“But I wasn’t your first woman, was I?” she asks, and her assumption is spot on.

“No, you are for sure not.” I laugh.

“Are you bisexual?” she asks, then shakes her head. “I mean, sorry, that was rude of me.” She quickly turns to the hostess and gives her name before we are escorted through to a table for two.

“I am, and you?”

“I like guys, but I like you more.”

“You don’t even know me,” I say, her interest in me after just one encounter makes my mind whirl.

“I get vibes, and your vibe is amazing. I like to be around you. It’s why I did what I did. I would have never done that in other situations.”

“What, randomly hook up?” I chuckle as we sit.

“Yes. The last woman I was with it was secret, we never dated nor went anywhere in public. We were on and off for years. We were best friends, which didn’t work out. I wish her well, but she wasn’t it. You are the only other woman I’ve been with in a long time.”


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