Read Rev Online

Authors: Chloe Plume

Rev

BOOK: Rev
5.78Mb size Format: txt, pdf, ePub
ads

 

 

 

 

 

An Erotic Story

 

 

 

Please note that this is a work of adult fiction and contains graphic descriptions of sexual scenarios intended for mature readership ages 18 and over.

All persons depicted in sexual scenarios are over the age of 18 and no sexual activity occurs between blood relations.

 

 

 

 

 

Disclaimer
:

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, entities, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

 

Copyright 2015 Chloe Plume

All Rights Reserved

 

Chloe Plume, identified as author of this Work, hereby asserts her rights in accordance with sections 77 and 78 of the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act of 1988.

 

All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, copied in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise transmitted without written permission from the publisher.

 

This book is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. You must not circulate this book in any format. This book may not be resold. If you are reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then please purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the work and rights of this author.

 

 

 

Book and Cover Design By Chloe Plume

Want to hear about new releases and have access to exclusive fan freebies? Then sign up for my
Mailing List
here:

http://eepurl.com/bo1ZQz

 

Email:

[email protected]

 

 

My Facebook:

https://www.facebook.com/chloe.plume.5

 

 

Facebook Fan Page:
https://www.facebook.com/AuthorChloePlume

 

 

Twitter:

@Read_ChloePlume

 

 

Synopsis

 

Don’t expect the bad boy to stick around.

 

Rev

 

Fast cars. Fast Women.

 

That’s all I care about, and luckily I have plenty of both.

 

So why the hell am I so hung up on Winter Calloway?

 

She’s uptight, snobby, and prissy. And she dresses straight out of a J. Crew catalogue. Worst of all, she’s engaged to another man.

 

I should forget about her. But one night with her will never be enough.

 

Underneath that cardigan, her smokin’ hot curves match her saucy attitude.

 

I’ll do whatever it takes to make her all mine.

 

Winter

 

He’s the kind of a guy I always avoided.

 

He’s reckless, arrogant, and out of control.

 

Not to mention, I’m supposed to be getting married to the rich, stable man my mother always wanted for me.

 

So why am I drawn to the bad boy and blowing off my responsibilities?

 

Maybe it’s his cocky charm and chiseled body. His touch has me craving for more. He lives life a hundred miles an hour, and for the first time I’m excited to be alive.

 

I can’t help that I’m about to throw caution to the wind.

 

 

*** This is Book 1 of the Desert Gryffins Trilogy. Each full-length novel focuses on one couple’s love story with it’s own HEA and no cheating. But the larger story arc of the Gryffin Brothers runs through the trilogy.

 

For a limited time, I’m including my previous novel Marine for FREE since the characters will make an appearance in this trilogy. ***

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter One

Winter

“Oh, you should see the place James and I are closing on in Aspen.”

“Well, that’s quite nice, but don’t you think Aspen is old news, what with all the renewed interest in rustic escapism? I mean, Lake Tahoe is such a new frontier, and the skiing is certainly approaching what you have in Vail, for example.”

“And yet, Vail isn’t Aspen. The shopping, the boutiques, the vibrancy of the town…well, the skiing is one thing, but the experience is worth it—not to mention, you can avoid the Denver crowd in Aspen, since it’s just that perfect little bit out of reach for the masses.”

“Well, what do you think, Winter?”

The question was posed innocuously.  But I knew my friends better. Samantha had just gotten a mortgage on a chalet in Lake Tahoe, and she was eager to defend her purchase from Charlotte’s incessant criticism.

Honestly, I didn’t know the difference between one ski village and another. My mom married into the Calloway family a couple years ago, and I still hadn’t gotten used to it. We were in our mid-twenties—for Christ’s sake! Never in a million years did I think I’d be sitting around, having just passed my CPA Exam, fresh out of school and ready to just now start real life—and THIS is what I’d be talking about.

But, then there’s Frank.

I’d met him in college. He was four years my senior and was finishing the MBA program at my school while I was in my junior year. And of course he was from a great family and on the way to starting a great job at a private equity firm courtesy of family connections. Of course, I felt lucky to even catch his interest. My mother was thrilled when we started dating. And then we got engaged.

So here I am.

I’d just returned from one of the most staid, stuffy, and sedate bachelorette parties I’d ever imagined. Samantha had planned it and it was nothing like in the movies. We had martinis and only martinis. We sat tucked away in some private corner of the few clubs and bars we visited, just talking about job offers and housing prices.

A couple cute guys sent us over a round of fruity, vibrant cocktails, but Charlotte sent them back before I got a chance to taste anything other than chilled vodka. When one of the guys walked over and asked if we’d like anything else, Charlotte sneered and shot back, “Well, what do you think we are? State college girls on spring break in Florida?” We laughed. I laughed. Call it peer pressure.

So that was pretty much my bachelorette party. After a bland night out, we headed back to the executive suite with all the bridesmaids for an even blander “after-party.” The entire time, I couldn’t help but think there had to be some kind of mistake. What the hell was I getting myself into? This wasn’t me…

“Well, Winter, what do you think?” Charlotte demanded a response, mirroring Samantha’s pushy tone.

I hardly knew what to say, mindful that with these girls—more Frank’s acquaintances than my friends—every innocuous question was laden with judgment and critique. Not like what they thought mattered to me. But it mattered to Frank.

“Well,” I started, hesitant at first. “You’re talking about skiing and all…I mean, none of us really skis, so that shouldn’t really matter, right?”

Samantha looked devastated. “That’s not really the point, Winter,” she snapped.

Charlotte looked equally vexed. “Yeah, Winter. Since when did that matter—you’re completely missing the point.”

I felt embarrassed. I shouldn’t have, but I did. Ever since Frank and I started dating, I’d felt out of place in his circle.  I found little in common with his acquaintances and friends. And it was my fault I slowly lost touch with the people I used to spend time with.

Little by little my life consisted of studying for the CPA exam and accompanying him to social functions. That was about it. I put on one black dress after another, plastered a fake smile across my face and shook hands with every old established guy Frank was trying to impress, all the while pretending to be interested in everything they were saying.

BOOK: Rev
5.78Mb size Format: txt, pdf, ePub
ads

Other books

The Dark Clue by James Wilson
The Trouble Way by James Seloover
Iron Kissed by Patricia Briggs
The Heart Does Not Bend by Makeda Silvera
Plenilune by Jennifer Freitag
The Perfect Hero by Victoria Connelly
More Than the Ball by Brandon Redstone
The Order of the Poison Oak by Brent Hartinger