A Good Girl’s Guide To Bad Boys

Kenzi was sitting outside with me, her jacket draped over my shoulders as she got in touch with the police. I was shaking against the cold and sipping at a glass of water.

‘You okay now?’ Hunter asked. I looked at him and frowned. I was unsure as to why he’d stuck around with Kenzi and I rather than going upstairs and playing with the rest of the troop.

‘Yeah and I don’t think I thanked you for what you did,’ I said, gingerly looking up through my eyelashes at him. He smiled.

‘No problem, more than happy to help a damsel in distress,’ he said, a sarcastic edge to his voice. I rolled my eyes and listened in to the conversation Kenzi was having.

‘Yes, we have a witness,” she was saying, offering me a supportive look. ‘Of course, yes,’ she continued. Her phone call lasted another five or so minutes before she excused herself to go and tell Kyle that the police were going to need to question him about the party.

Hunter moved to take Kenzi’s place on the bench and he stretched his arms out.

‘I guess I’m your witness,” he replied and raised his eyebrow. I winced as I turned to look at him.

‘As long as you’re OK to. Apart from me, you’re the only one apart from me that saw him.” He nodded at my words.

‘Can you write my statement down? I don’t like the police,” he remarked. My eyebrows knotted together.

‘Why?’ I asked and he smiled, tapping his nose.

‘That’s my business,’ he said, looking up as Kenzi pushed the patio door open and perched on the arm of the bench. ‘I’ll catch you later,” he replied, getting up and disappearing back into the kitchen.

Kenzi sat down next to me and assured me that the police would be there within an hour to talk to me, Kyle and Hunter about the incident. She filled me in on what they’d want to know and what else they’d said. After both of us going over my statement a couple times to calm me down, I decided to go inside and get out of the cold.

I pushed the door open and strolled out into the passage, only getting a few doors down before I felt a warm hand on my arm, pulling me back. I went slap bang into a hard chest and when I looked up, I found myself staring at Hunter.

He pressed his lips gently on mine but the kiss lasted less than a second and was so light, it was almost as if it didn’t happen.

‘I need to ask you a favour,’ he breathed out, pressing his body against mine.

‘All favours come at a price.’ I smirked and he rolled his eyes.

‘I’ll pay whatever price that is, but I need your help,’ he whispered, backing us into one of the rooms.

Chapter 8 (#ulink_4aa16228-3bb0-51ef-aa64-40ad3a317e22)

‘I’m not being your girlfriend,’ I replied hastily and then immediately regretted it when I saw the look on his face. Deciding to blame it on the alcohol in my system, I held my chin up defiantly.

‘Seriously, princess, get your nose out of the romance books.’ He rolled his eyes, making small circles on my hips with his thumbs.

‘Are you going to continue mocking me? Because that’s really not a way to get on my good side,’ I snapped, letting out a deep breath. I had no idea what room we were in, but it was so dark that I could only just make out Hunter’s large form and deep green eyes. His breath was dancing along the skin of my forehead, brushing my hair away when he leaned closer, gently placing a kiss on the curve of my neck.

‘Maybe I don’t want to be on your good side,’ he replied in a husky tone and I rolled my eyes, shoving on his chest. One, because I couldn’t concentrate on a word that he was saying and two, because I was done being a play thing. I had more self respect than that.

‘What do you want?’ My voice came out a lot firmer and thankfully, not as husky.

‘I need you to get close to my brother,’ he said, not moving his face from the curve of my neck. I frowned.

‘Are you bipolar?’

Feeling the smile against my neck, I groaned, shoving at his chest again. He went with the movement and kept his arms on the wall behind me, his face close to mine. Ducking, I moved out from his arms and stood behind him.

‘No, I’m not.’

‘Then why the sudden change of heart? I don’t like him anyway so you have no chance,’ I answered.

He smirked, leaning back against the wall. ‘I could make it worth your while,’ he winked. I hated that my blood started to rush through my veins in excitement.

‘I don’t really care to be honest. I’m not getting involved with your brother,’ I argued, looking him straight in the eye.

He cocked his head and sighed, running his hand down his face. ‘Can’t you just help me out?’ he asked and I shook my head, pushing myself away from the wall to the door. Hunter put his arm out, blocking the doorway. I considered ducking under it, but torturing him was a lot more fun.

‘No. Give me one good reason why I should.’

He gently placed a hand on my cheek, cupping it to make me look at him. ‘Because if you don’t, I’m a dead man walking,’ he admitted, brushing his thumb across my cheek bone. I gulped, realising the honesty that was behind his eyes. More than that, there was fear.

‘I’m not doing anything for you without some kind of explanation or reason. I came to university to learn, not fraternize. ?’ I said but he smiled softly, shaking his head.

‘If I told you why, it would be dangerous.’ I huffed, stepping back from his hand. He let it drop to his side.

‘And I thought that you were the ‘bad boy’,’ I teased and he chuckled.

‘Sweetheart, I may be bad, but he’s worse.’

I sighed, running my hand through my hair. ‘I don’t do danger, Hunter,’ I countered.

‘I’ll pay you,’ he added with a shrug.

I shook my head indignantly. ‘No, that would make me feel like a hooker.’ I shuddered to exaggerate my point and he laughed.

‘Suit yourself. I need this done, Andy, please. It doesn’t have to be for long, a week, max.’ I raised an eyebrow and he hastily shook his head at my cynical expression. ‘I got you into a new dance troop,’ he tried

‘Tell me why and I’ll do it, but I’m not doing it for more than a week,’ I warned.

‘Do it for the week and I’ll tell you what’s going on,’ he said, sounding more and more desperate by the second.

‘Why can’t you get Kenzi to do it?’ I asked.

‘Kenzi doesn’t scream trustworthy,’ he replied carefully and gave me a final look. ‘Please.’

I was an absolute sucker for people in need and despite the fact that I really didn’t want to. He’d helped me downstairs and he had also helped me with my troop. I exhaled deeply through my nose.

‘I’m doing this because of what you did for me earlier. I refuse to kiss him or do anything intimate, just become his friend and it’s only for a week,’ I outlined. If anything seemed like it was going to be too much trouble or something illegal, I would go no further with it, I’d made that silent promise to myself. He grinned and reached down, taking my face in his hands.

‘Thanks, Andy. You’re really helping me out here,’ he said, sounding somewhat sincere as he planted a kiss on my forehead.

‘

And with that, he walked away before I could get another word in. Knowing that I had to go back to Seb, I groaned.