Page 26 of Beckett the Bad Boy

When she’d shared how rude Tyler had been that night, horror and rage had bled through me. I thought I’d vetted him enough, but he’d proven me wrong.

Proved why I was right to be so cautious in every aspect of my life.

“It wasn’t a total disaster,” Beckett says. He points toward Caroline and Snow, whose arms are looped around her waist as he peppers kisses over her giggling face. “They met again that night, right?”

“Happy coincidence… Anyway, I’ll text Kat later to check on her.” Grabbing Beckett’s hand, I pull him away from the motorcycle, so we can join the others, noticing Ranger and Grim’s sister off by themselves near a grill.

Wonder when that will officially become a thing…

“Such a good friend.” Beckett tickles my side with a mischievous smile. “That’s why I love you so much.”

“Oh, is that why? I thought it was because—” My mouth slams shut when I realize I was about to blurt out something wholly inappropriate.

Beckett’s grin widens. “Because what?”

“Never mind,” I evade, turning my nose up at his knowing inquiry. “You’re such a bad influence.”

“And that’s whyyouloveme,” he growls and spins me around until I bump into his chest with anoomph.

As Beckett bends me over his arm to kiss me senseless—a shout of whoops rising behind us from our friends—I concede to his possession.

Because Idolove him.

The former bad boy of Suitor’s Crossing.

My very ownheart spark.

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