Jimmy swings his head to look at me, a dimple under his scruffy beard appearing a little bit as
our eyes meet.
Bearded jaw. Roguish smile. Golden tan. White teeth. Eyes so bright and blue itβs sort of
a shock when they land on me.
He might be hot, but he isΒ not my type at all. Iβm me, and heβs β¦ so raw; heβs the
most primitive man Iβve ever seen.
I shift in my stool and turn back to take a quick sip of my drink, bracing myself for
another look.
I steal it. My stomach clutches because, oh god, heβs blatantly staring at me.
He raises an eyebrow, and I stiffen in my seat and turn back to my drink, listening to a
soft male laugh behind me.
βJimmy!β I hear someone call.
I turn, and Jimmy is now looking at another guy whoβs kicking his chair back.
Jimmy raises one eyebrow. For some reason, the deep bass of his voice causes the hairs
on my arms to rise at attention. βI told you Iβd find you.β Jimmy speaks threateningly to the
other man.
βHere I am,β the other says.
They start to face off, winding around the tables to the vacant space between.
Jimmy flexes his arms at his sides, his biceps bunching in a way I fear might make his T-shirt
pop.
Why am I here? In the middle of a freaking bar fight? Iβm strangely rooted to my stool.
Before I can take another breath, Jimmy lunges at the guy.
His opponent falls onto the table behind him, and the table legs break with a loud crack,
sending him flat on his back with Jimmy Rowan on top.
βAhh, Jimmy!β the bartender groans as he swings up over the counter and slides down to
the other side, charging over. βDude, take this outside. OUTSIDE! TAKE IT OUTSIDE,
JAMES!β
Wait. His name is James?
Kind of like β¦ Bond. James Bond?
The bartender and another man pull James back, and James shakes his head with a
scowl and glares down at the man on the ground. βFine. Iβm fine.β
They release him, and James drags a hand restlessly along the back of his neck before
he raises his head and looks at me again. My heart skips a crazy little beat as he stares at me;
then he seems to recover his anger and dives for the guy one more time.
The crowd watches as both guys punch each other, rolling on the ground, and as the
fight continues, I sit here, paralyzed. Iβm shocked but canβt look away. Itβs like watching a train
wreck.
βJIMMY!β half of the bar cries, while the other half is just watching, like me. Though I
have to say a lot of the people here look amused. Iβm not.
Again, two men pull James back, and he lets out an angry curse as heβs held back, his
eyes whipping to mine again.
He stares at me with flaring nostrils, no apology or remorse in his stare. Heβs not looking
away, his stare sexual and blatant, as if he wants me to know it.
I lick my lips, my hands trembling as I reach into my purse and pull out some money. I
leave it on the bar. Heβs breathing hard, his chest heaving and stretching his T-shirt as I
quickly sling my purse around my shoulder, grab my jacket, and start walking toward the door.
His eyes crawl over me with every step I take, and I vaguely remember Iβm wearing a
business suit. My jacket is in my fist, the shirt Iβm wearing too white. My skirt feels shorter
than Iβm sure it is, a little tighter than I remember.
I canβt wait to get out of here.
What is this man doing to me?
βYou cool, man?β the bartender keeps asking this James Rowan guy. The YouTube star.
The daredevil.
(C) Katy Evans, Montlake Romance, 2019
Million Dollar #1
Big-city sophistication meets carnal hunger in this devilish contemporary romance from New
York Times and USA Today bestselling author Katy Evans.
Heir apparent to her fatherβs company, Lizzy Banks needs a man. The perfect man. But when
the rich βfundbabiesβ she usually rubs shoulders with prove impossible to hire, she takes a
chance on a raw beast of a man salvaged from the wreckage of a bar brawl.
James Rowan earns a modest income as a YouTube daredevil, but he canβt refuse Lizzyβs
million dollar deal. As she polishes his rough edges, creating a sophisticated gentleman fit for
the highest circles of society, not only does she bring out the perfect manβitβs like sheβs
making the man of her dreams. How can she resist?
Though Lizzy loves seeing James in his clothesβand out of themβhe isnβt the kind of man
you bring home to Daddy. Her fatherβs disapproval and the pressure of the campaign have her
eyeing the straight and narrow, but Lizzyβs finding it awfully hard to resist the devil on her
shoulderβ¦
Romance Contemporary [Montlake Romance,
On Sale: May 28, 2019, Paperback / e-Book, ISBN: 9781542043809 / ]
Katy Evans grew up with books and book-boyfriends until she found a real sexy boyfriend to
love, married him, and now they are hard at work on their own happily ever after. Katy loves
her family and friends, and she also loves reading, walking, baking, and being consumed by
her characters until she reaches "The End." Which, is hopefully, only the beginning...
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