Mall out of luck, p.7

Mall Out of Luck, page 7

 

Mall Out of Luck
Select Voice:
Brian (uk)
Emma (uk)  
Amy (uk)
Eric (us)
Ivy (us)
Joey (us)
Salli (us)  
Justin (us)
Jennifer (us)  
Kimberly (us)  
Kendra (us)
Russell (au)
Nicole (au)


1 2 3 4 5 6 7

Larger Font   Reset Font Size   Smaller Font  

  The newcomer turned back to her, concern etched on his features as his brows furrowed. “Are you okay?”

  “I…I think so?” She got back up to her feet and examined her wrist, wincing at the pain.

  He noticed her expression right away. “We need to get you to a hospital.”

  “No way,” she opposed the idea right away. “I’m not spending all night in a hospital room when I know it’s not broken. It just needs some ice probably.”

  Plus, she couldn’t afford the fall out from the media over yet another family scandal. It was bad enough that her entire family was on a reality television show thanks to her brother’s career that chronicled her every move, but knowing that any little thing she did could be used as fodder for an episode was a nightmare waiting to happen.

  “See, I can still move it?” She gingerly moved her wrist.

  A small smirk played across his lips and she couldn’t help but notice a slight Irish accent to his words. “Useful.”

  “Thank you for your help,” she stammered, trying to find something to say to this incredibly gorgeous man who’d just rode in like Prince Charming and saved her life. “I’ll just go find my Lyft now.”

  “What’s your name?” he asked, seeming to ignore everything she just said.

  “Josie.” It was a nice change of pace to run into someone who didn’t know who she was. Although, that wasn’t very unusual with men because they weren’t really the target demographic for her family’s show.

  He nodded. “I’m Callan.”

  “Nice to meet you, Callan.” She started to walk away again, but he interrupted her again.

  “Need a ride home?” he asked, motioning to his car parked against the curb. Of course, it had to be a freaking Range Rover. She wondered who the hell was this guy. It certainly wasn’t unusual in Las Vegas to run in to celebrities, but she didn’t recognize him…although something about his face…he did look familiar.

  She glanced down at her phone and checked her Lyft app. Her driver was still thirteen minutes away. What the hell? She canceled the ride. “Sure? Why not.”

  A ride with a life-saving, potential celebrity sounded safer anyway than with a total stranger vetted only by an app. At least, that’s the story she was going to tell herself to convince herself to get into the car with this drop dead handsome man. And when she said drop dead handsome, she meant it. The dude was gawking-worthy. Chiseled muscles on every inch of his body that she could see. Long, brown wavy hair tied back in a pony tail, and blue eyes that made her knees feel like they were made of jello.

  “Is this your car?” she asked, motioning to the Range Rover.

  He nodded and opened the passenger door for her. “Hop in.”

  “Hold on. One second.” She walked around to the front of the car and took a picture of the car and license plate and sent it off in a quick text to her best friend, Emily.

  “Did you just take a picture of my license plate?” he asked, one brow raised as he watched her.

  “And texted it to my friend,” she confirmed, waltzing past him and climbing into the passenger seat of the car.

  He chuckled, leaning against the door frame. “Can I ask why?”

  “In case you murder me, obviously.” She turned to face him, giving him a deadpan expression like it was the most obvious thing ever. Honestly, it was. Her mother had taught her that trick years ago, and you learn a thing or two growing up in Las Vegas. Men are a lot less likely to act nefariously when they know they’re being held accountable by an anonymous third party.

  A grin spread wide across his face and it only made his beautiful features all the more glorious. “Smart lady.” He closed her car door and she watched as he walked around the car and then climbed into the driver’s seat. “Where to, Ms. Precaution?”

  Maybe it was the tequila talking, or maybe it was the fact that he was daring her to throw caution to the wind, or maybe she was just fed up with the monotony of her life and wanted to throw a wrench at things. She wasn’t sure what made the next words come out of her mouth. All she knew was that she said them and she didn’t want to take them back…and thank God, she didn’t.

  “Take me to your place.”

  * * *

  Live on All Retailers:

  booksbysarahrobinson.com/books/misadventures-in-the-cage/

  About the Author

  Sarah Robinson first started her writing career as a published poet in high school, and then continued in college, winning several poetry awards and being published in multiple local literary journals.

  * * *

  Never expecting to make a career of it, a freelance writing Craigslist job accidentally introduced her to the world of book publishing. Lengthening her writing from poetry to novels, Robinson published her first book through a small press publisher, before moving into self-publishing, and then finally accepting a contract from Penguin Random House two years later. She continues to publish both traditionally and indie with over 18+ novels to her name with publishers like Penguin, Waterhouse Press, Hachette, and more. She has achieved awards and accolades including 2021 Vivian Award Finalist, Top 10 iBooks Bestseller, Top 25 Amazon Kindle Bestseller, and Top 5 Barnes & Noble Bestseller. She has been published in three languages.

  * * *

  In her personal life, Sarah Robinson is happily married to the gentle giant of her dreams and the duo recently welcomed to the world their first baby, Norah Grace. They have a home full of love, snuggly pets, and are happily living in Arlington, Virginia.

  * * *

  Subscribe to her newsletter for more regular information.

  Did You Enjoy This Novella? Leave a Review!

  You can help the author by leaving a review! Reviews on the online book retailer where you purchased this novella help the author so much!

  I Want To Do More! How Else Can I Help?

  If you want to get even more involved and help the author, you can follow Sarah on social media and interact online! You can join Sarah’s Facebook Reader Group (Robinson’s Ramblings) and/or her newsletter (here)! You can also follow any of her social media sites below!

  Follow the Author on Social Media

  booksbysarahrobinson.com

  subscribepage.com/sarahrobinsonnewsletter

  facebook.com/booksbysarahrobinson

  twitter.com/booksby_sarah

  goodreads.com/booksbysarahrobinson

  instagram.com/booksbysarahrobinson

  Also by Sarah Robinson

  The Photographer Trilogy

  (Romantic Suspense)

  Tainted Bodies

  Tainted Pictures

  Untainted

  * * *

  Forbidden Rockers Series

  (Rockstar Romances)

  Logan’s Story: A Prequel Novella

  Her Forbidden Rockstar

  Rocker Christmas: A Logan & Caroline Holiday Novella

  * * *

  Kavanagh Legends Series

  (MMA Fighter Standalone Romances)

  Breaking a Legend

  Saving a Legend

  Becoming a Legend

  Chasing a Legend

  Kavanagh Christmas

  * * *

  Nudes Series

  (Hollywood Standalone Romances)

  NUDES

  BARE

  SHEER

  * * *

  At the Mall Series

  (Romantic Comedy Shorts)

  Mall I Want for Christmas is You

  Mall You Need is Love

  Mall Out of Luck

  More coming soon…

  * * *

  Heart Lake Series

  (Small Town Romances)

  Dreaming of a Heart Lake Christmas (Coming September 2022)

  * * *

  Standalone Novels

  Not a Hero: A Bad Boy Marine Romance

  Misadventures in the Cage

  One Night Stand Serial

  Second Shot of Whiskey

  * * *

  Women’s Fiction

  Every Last Drop

  * * *

  More books and series by Sarah Robinson are coming soon, check her website for the latest news and releases, or subscribe to her newsletter to never miss one!

 


 

  Sarah Robinson, Mall Out of Luck

 


 

 
Thank you for reading books on Archive.BookFrom.Net

Share this book with friends
share

1 2 3 4 5 6 7
Add Fast Bookmark
Load Fast Bookmark
Turn Navi On
Turn Navi On
Turn Navi On
Scroll Up
Turn Navi On
Scroll
Turn Navi On
183