Page 11 of Mr. Big Mistake

Karina took my hand. “Whatever. Get up. Don’t make a pregnant woman work, either. That’s not a good look.”

With a roll of my eyes, I stood to my feet. I slid my hands down the skin-tight dress I had on for the evening and shifted around in my heels. They were new, courtesy of a belated birthday present Mom sent me. And while the red-backed, stiletto-black heels looked spectacular, my ankles were already screaming for mercy.

And I was pretty sure one of my toes was already bleeding.

“I need more alcohol for this,” I murmured.

“If you play your cards right with Clint, that’s exactly what you’ll get,” Roxy said.

Karina slid her arm around mine. “Besides, I hear he’s really a teddy bear beneath his gruffness.”

I paused. “Wait, gruffness? No one said anything about gruffness. Why is he gruff? Is he mean?”

Roxy took my other arm. “Not like it matters since it’s no-strings-attached. Right?”

My eyes widened. “Of course, it matters! It matters to--.”

Karina interrupted me. “Hey! Clint! Can you come here for a second!”

“I’m going to kill you both,” I murmured.

Roxy giggled. “If Clint’s cock doesn’t do you in first.”

Karina hissed. “Roxy. Come on. Don’t scare the girl.”

“All I’m saying is I’d love to take a ride on it myself. Just a little test drive.”

I felt myself blushing. “I’m going to slaughter you both.”

Clint walked over to us. “What’s up?”

The girls looked at me as if I was just supposed to blurt it out. But, as I gazed up into his face, I saw what the girls saw. I mean, older men weren’t my kind of deal. Anything more than two or three years, and it felt weird to me. But, he was handsome for an older guy. A strong jawline. Sizzling eyes. A piercing stare that made my core shiver. In a good way, though, if that was possible. The cologne he had on smelled outstanding, too. It smelled familiar. Like home, almost.

Where have I smelled that before?

“Kelly? You going to say something?” Karina asked.

Roxy sighed. “I always have to do everything. Okay, here’s what’s up, Clint. My sister here is a--.”

I cut her off. “I’m not very confident in the dating world because I don’t have any sexual experience.”

Clint blinked. “Okay.”

“And the girls here apparently think that if I obtain said experience, I’d be more confident in my dating prowess.”

He blinked again. “Okay. I can understand that.”

“And, I guess what they want to try and do is ask if you’re willing to…”

Roxy wiggled her eyebrows. “Offer up your expertise in the matter.”

I smiled curtly. “You can kill me now. I’m good.”

Clint’s eye twitched. “My expertise.”

I sighed. “It’s stupid. I know it is. And the girls really seem to think--.”

Karina leaned forward. “It’s no strings attached. No dating, no togetherness. Just two people, enjoying one another while one of the parties learns the ropes. So to speak.”