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Up to Me
The Bad Boy s Series
Book 2
M. Leighton
Happily ever after doesn’t come easy. But for love, it’s always worth the fight.
Olivia finds bliss unlike any she’s ever known in Cash’s arms. He sets her skin on fire and melts
her heart right inside her chest. Unfortunately, their happily ever after is short-lived when a shadow
from Cash’s past threatens to turn their world upside down.
Dangerous people from his father’s world have discovered that Cash holds information that could
put them away for a very long time. And they’re willing to do anything—and hurt anybody—to get it
back. Giving it up means Cash must choose between the life of his father and the life of Olivia.
Having nearly overcome her wariness of bad boys, Olivia’s trust is shaken when this new threat
arises. Now she finds that Cash is not only a danger to her heart, but his family has associations that
are a danger to her life as well. She soon discovers that there are some situations in life where trust
is a girl’s only option. And this is one of them. If she’s to live, she must trust Cash with her life. But
to Olivia, that’s much, much easier than letting go and trusting him with her heart.
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Out of the corner of my eye, I see the light flicker at the back of Dual. The door to Cash’s office
opens and closes as he comes out into the club. He looks up and our eyes lock instantly. His
expression is carefully schooled, per my request, but that doesn’t mean my toes don’t curl inside my
work shoes. His eyes are blazing as they look into mine. My stomach does a flip and then he looks
away, which is a very good thing. Otherwise, it wouldn’t be Cash that blew our cover, it would be
me—when I leave my position behind the bar, march right over to him, plant my lips on his and then
drag him back to bed.
Tearing my eyes away from him, I force my mind back to my job.
“I got it,” Taryn chirps, reaching in front of me to grab a dirty glass from the bar top.
I smile and nod my thanks, but inside I’m picking her crazy, dread-locked motives apart. She’s
been nice to me all night and I’m not sure why. She’s never been nice to me. Openly hostile, yes.
Spitefully devious, yes. But nice? Oh no. Before tonight, I would’ve assured anyone who asked that
Taryn would rather sharpen her toothbrush into a shiv and shank me than even look at me.
And yet, here she is, smiling my way and bussing my side of the bar.
I’m not a naturally suspicious person, so…
Okay, so I’m a naturally suspicious person, but I have good reason to be. A lifetime of schemers,
liars, selfish buttmunchers and all around icky people has made me a bit jaded. But I’m coming
Anyway, I am extremely curious to know what Taryn’s got up her sleeve. And there
up her tattooed sleeve. I’d bet my life on it. Or her life. Either way.
I can almost see the wheels turning behind the blue of her almond shaped, kohl lined eyes.
The only thing I can do, however, is watch my back and keep my eyes open. She’ll slip up and
show her hand eventually. Then I’ll know what’s going on in that twisted mind of hers. Until then, I’m
more than happy to let her kiss my fluffy butt and help as much as she wants.
“So,” she begins casually as she makes her way back to me. “Got plans for tonight after work? I
thought maybe we could hit
and have a drink, get to know each other a little better.”
All right, this is getting ridiculous.
I stare at her, working to keep my jaw from dropping open as I wait for the punchline.
Only there isn’t one. She’s
“You’re serious.”
She smiles and nods. “Of course I’m serious. Why would I ask if I weren’t?”
“Um, because you hate me,” I blurt.
Dammit! There goes keeping my eyes peeled and letting her continue on with her ruse.
“I don’t hate you. What on earth gave you that idea?”
Oh. My. God. Does she really think I’m
I turn to Taryn and fold my arms over my chest. I’m not even supposed to be here. Cash and I just
got back from Salt Springs a few hours ago. Gavin had my shift covered since Cash didn’t know if
I’d be coming back or not. And yet, here I am, working to fill in for Marco when I should be naked,
wrapped up in Cash’s arms. I don’t want the patience to play games.
“Look, I’m not sure who you’re trying to fool, but if it’s me, you might as well give it up. I’m on to
you, Taryn.”
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