The Soccer Mom’s Bad Boy Read Online Jordan Silver

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Bad Boy, Contemporary, Drama, Erotic, Funny Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 52
Estimated words: 47819 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 239(@200wpm)___ 191(@250wpm)___ 159(@300wpm)
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Of course I’d had to tell Janine about him sniffing me, how could I pass that up, me with my soft curves and less than statuesque physique? It was probably the most action this divorced mother was ever gonna get in this lifetime.

He was the hottest thing I’d ever seen in these parts, and if the way the other moms and wives around here check him out was any indication, I’m sure I wasn’t the only one to think that. I squelched the now familiar burn of jealousy; he wasn’t mine to be jealous over.

That thought brought me back to the here and now. He hadn’t approached me once since that day, and I wasn’t sure if it was some kind of game he was playing, or what his next move was going to be. It was like walking a live wire.

“He probably has a girlfriend anyway, and was just being nice to the plump little housewife.” I hated even saying the words out loud, but what else was I to think? Just one look around the playground showed more than a handful of more deserving candidates for his attention.

“Ilene, don’t be stupid. First of all, you’re not plump, you’re curvy, there’s a difference, look that shit up. And second of all, half these bitches around here would give their eye teeth to look like you; starving asses.”

That’s Janine for you. I’d saved her from the schoolyard bully when we were four and she’s been at my side ever since.

She was my staunchest champion and my bullshit barometer. We’ve been through everything there is together, except for divorce. I’m the only one of the two of us to be unlucky in love.

But she was there to hold my hand when the man I’d given my life to dropped me like a hot potato. I’m still in shock, but then again it has only been six months since my world was ripped apart at the seams.

What was six months compared to eighteen years? I’d held out hope the whole time he was gone, until the day the papers were finally signed.

It had crushed me to learn through the gossip vine that he’d had it rushed because his new girlfriend wanted to wear her new four-carat diamond in peace, without the stigma of home wrecker hanging over her head.

That depressing memory brought me crashing back down to reality. If I couldn’t hold on to my ex, who is arguably a pale imitation next to Mr. Hottie, there wasn’t a snowball’s chance in hell that I stood a chance with him.

“Well, whatever the case he’s not for me, look at him.” He was around six four from an eyeball point of view, with a muscular frame. He wore his dark hair short and the one time I’d seen him without his glasses his eyes were a piercing blue-green color that had given me shivers.

Even now my body trembled as I recalled the look he’d given me that day when I’d turned around to see who was sniffing me.

He’d looked into my very soul with that stare and my body had gone weak. “What the hell’s wrong with you, you’re cold? It’s like Dante’s inferno in this bitch.”

“No, I was just remembering.” Damn it still gave me the shivers.

“Remembering what?” she scrunched up her face at me as if she were expecting me to say something about my ex. She hates the very mention of his name, so I try not to do that too often.

“No, I was remembering that day when he, you know…” My face was neon red.

“Oh you mean the day he gave you wet coochie without even touching it?”

“Geez Janine, shush.” I looked around to make sure no one was listening in and of course my eyes drifted up to him. I got a quick jolt when I met his stare.

Well not his eyes exactly, but I was sure from the angle of his head that he was looking dead at me. The slow smile that lifted the corners of his mouth almost made me believe that he’d heard me. And when he stood from the stands and walked towards us I was ready to bolt.

“Come on Alana mama’s gotta go. Oh shit Janine I think he’s coming over here.” I grabbed her arm for support but I should’ve known better.

She turned around and looked at him with a big welcoming smile on her face. This girl never does the expected and I should’ve known she’d do something like this.

He smiled at her but came to my side and whispered just one simple word into my ear that sent me into a free-fall.

“Tonight.” That was all he said before he kept going on his merry way. Had I died and no one remembered to tell me? Why was this happening to me? It had to be someone’s idea of a joke.


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