MORE THAN DARE YOU

I dared her to spend a hot, no-strings night with me. Now I’m determined to keep her forever.

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I dared her to spend a hot, no-strings night with me.
Now I’m determined to keep her forever.

I’m Trace Weston—recently reformed bad boy and full-time single father. My life is already complicated, but when my sister-in-law asks me to give her bestie, who just ended her long-term relationship with a cheating jerk, some hot, post-breakup pleasure, I’m game. I never expected to want Masey Garrett with a burning hunger, but she’s shy, sassy, driven, and incredibly kind. Suddenly I’m falling fast…but she’s only mine for a night.

What’s a former player to do? Change the rules.

Now she’s under my roof day and night. We’re playing house…but I want a real family. Though she loves my newborn son, the skittish beauty keeps her feelings about me a secret. There’s nothing I wouldn’t do to win her over, but other than passion, how can I persuade Masey I’m the man for her? Sure, I could drop an L bomb…except that once imploded my heart. But when her past turns her world upside down, can I chance everything and dare Masey to stay with me forever?

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**More Than Dare You is part of the Ruthless Devotion Contemporary Romance series, but every book can be read as a standalone. A HOT, romantic story with strong language, sexy times, no cliffhangers, and a guaranteed happily ever after!**

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Series: Ruthless Devotion
Main Characters: Trace & Masey
Formats: eBook, trade paperback
Word Count: 78k
Page Count: 244 pages
Prior Reading Necessary? No
Tropes: Bad Boy/Good Girl, Forced Proximity, Friends to Lovers, Insta-love, One-night Stand, Single Dad, Temporary Fling

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Trace

“You ready for a night of meaningless sex?” My brother, Noah, swallows back his whiskey neat, then turns to me at the swanky hotel’s bar with a sly smile.

Normally, I would be all in. Well, let’s be honest; I still am…but with less hedonistic abandon. “Why not? Mom is watching Ranger this weekend, so this is the first time in five months I won’t be a slave to my infant son’s whims or erratic sleep schedule.”

“I get you, man. Being a new dad has been challenging, too. I can’t even imagine how rough it’s been on you to suddenly become a single dad.”

He’s not kidding. One minute, I was a single, footloose bachelor, playing the field and having fun. Getting lucky was never a matter of actual luck, just showing up with decent conversation and a smile. Yeah, I’m advantaged. I’ve got good genes. My job as a charter boat owner-operator helps me keep fit. I grew up the less sports-inclined younger brother to a local football god who eventually turned pro and made a pile of money. So if I wanted to score off the field, I had to be creative. I learned charm. Flirting is like breathing. And I usually do all right. Or I did.

But ever since learning that I fathered a son during a drunken one-night stand and Ranger’s mother giving me permanent full-time custody, my life has been upside down. I’ve been living like a monk.

“I’m so out of practice, man. I’m worried my parts are rusty.”

My older brother laughs. “I’m sure your hand has ensured your parts work just fine. Besides, it’s like riding a bike.”

“Well, since I left all the athletic shit to you, that doesn’t make me feel better. So what’s the deal with this girl?”

“Masey Garrett—that’s her name—just arrived here from Cali. Like my wife said when she called to ask if you’d, um…show her a good time, she and Harlow were sorority sisters. And they’re besties. Masey is a beauty influencer, whatever that is.”

“Her name is helpful. The rest…” I shrug. “Not really important. I just want to know why she’s looking for a one-night stand.” And exactly what I’m getting myself into.

Noah leans in. “I’m not totally sure. I haven’t met Masey. She didn’t attend our wedding last June because her dad had just died, and this douche broke up with her a few days later. Nice guy, huh?”

“Sounds like a real prince.”

“But I know she’s had the same boyfriend since she was fifteen, so Harlow’s take is that Masey is finally ready to get back up and ride a bike or two of her own.”

Neglected and lonely. I’ve done girls like her. I’m doing Masey as a weird favor to my sister-in-law, but helping out shouldn’t be a hardship. “Do you know what she looks like?”

“I’ve only seen pictures.” But he’s smiling. With Noah, that’s either a really good thing…or really bad.

“Out with it. Is she a troll?”

“No. She’s not your usual, bro, but I think you’ll like her. Little thing. Pale. Huge blue eyes. Sassy. She’s got good girl written all over her.”

Interesting. She sounds fun to corrupt. I shift in my seat to hide my suddenly hard dick, and my brother laughs. Clearly, I’m not fooling him.

“Anything else?”

On the bar in front of Noah, his phone dings. He glances at it. “No, but you can ask my wife. Here’s Harlow now.”

“Hey.” I kiss Harlow’s cheek. “Look at you. A dress and makeup?”

“Right? I finally don’t look like a sleep-deprived new mom, thanks to Masey. She’s a magician with makeup. But that is her business.”

“Anything I should know about her?”

Harlow doesn’t mind that we get right to it. “I’m sure my husband gave you the basics, but the important part is, she’s really nervous.”

“Why?” I’m not scary or anything. “She’s just wanting a one-night thing, right?”

“Yeah. She’s looking to pop her post-Thom cherry with a manwhore who can show her everything she’s been missing. I told her you’d be perfect.”

I try not to let Harlow’s words sting. Normally, I’d grin at that description and own it. I can’t deny that’s who I am. Well, who I was. But being a dad has made me look at life more seriously. I have my eye on the future now. Not the endless pussy I can chase but the actual months and years in front of me…and what I should fill them with. For Harlow, though, I’ll do this favor and help her friend feel good.

“Sure.”

She winces. “Sorry if I offended you. I didn’t mean to.”

“It’s fine. So she wants to know what it’s like to have someone other than Thom make her feel good?”

“Yes and no. Yes, she wants to know what it’s like for someone other than the selfish douche she dated for ten years to make her feel anything.” Harlow leans in and drops her voice. “But when Thom dumped her for a chick who masturbates online for a living, he told Masey she sucked in bed. It’s not good for a girl’s confidence.”

I don’t know Masey and I don’t know Thom, but I’m pretty sure I know who the jerk is in this scenario. “I’m sure it’s not.”

Ninety-nine times out of a hundred when some guy tells a girl that she sucks in the sack, it’s not her issue. But Thom is probably one of those without a self-reflective bone in his body and he can’t see how he contributed to their lackluster sex life. I’m not expecting Masey to be the best lay ever. But I doubt she actually needs more than a few 0rgasms and a confidence boost.

“Even so, she wants to know what she could be doing better.”

If Masey is looking for pointers, that’s easy enough. “No problem. Anything else?”

“There’s a guy back home, apparently. Her hot neighbor. He asked her out right before she left home, and they plan to get together when she returns. Not that she thinks they’ll hop into the sack right away, but…better to be prepared, you know. Other than that?” Harlow shakes her head. “She’s not looking for more than a good time tonight, so don’t worry she’ll turn into a clinging vine.”

Somehow, Harlow’s assurance makes me even more uncomfortable. But she’s merely asking me to help a friend in need, so I let it go. “Got it.”

“Great. Just…be nice. I know you will. But she’s been through a lot with Thom. Even though she’s glued herself back together, she’s more fragile than she lets on.”

It’s not a problem since I’m not usually an asshole. “Absolutely.”

“I appreciate you doing this. If you’ll send her off in the morning with a loopy grin, I’ll be eternally grateful.”

“One loopy grin, coming right up,” I reassure her. “If you’d like, I’ll make sure she’s bow-legged, too.”

Harlow flashes me a megawatt smile. “That would be great! I knew there was a reason you’re my favorite brother-in-law.”

“I’m your only brother-in-law.”

“Details.” She gives me a playful wave of her hand. “Anyway, she wanted me to assure you that if you don’t find her attractive, there won’t be any hard feelings. Buy her a drink and tell her you’re busy tonight after all. Just do it gently.”

At this point, I can’t picture that. Masey sounds like she needs TLC, and my sudden misgivings aside, I need to get laid after a five-month dry spell. It’s not a match made in heaven, but we can make it work for a night. “I’m sure it won’t be a problem. I’m assuming that if she doesn’t find me attractive, she’ll let me down easy, too?”

“Sure.” Harlow shakes her head. “But that won’t be an issue.”

“Why do you say that?”

She leans in with a conspiratorial whisper. “I showed her your picture. I think I had to wipe the drool off her chin.”

“Well, at least she has good taste,” I quip. “Got one of her? I haven’t seen—”

A woman walks into my line of vision, a mere dozen feet away. Instantly, she ends my speech, stops my heart, and makes my dick jerk like a divining rod in her direction. She’s got reddish-brown curls that sway around her shoulders, a delicate profile, lush lashes that fan the palest porcelain cheeks, a red bow of a mouth that nearly has me crying for relief, and curves for days under her clinging, va-voom red dress.

“Holy shit,” I mutter.

Harlow turns and follows my line of vision. When her gaze lands on the brunette, she flashes a smile. “Masey!”

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