Entitled: A Bad Boy Romance (Bad Boys For Life Book 1) Read Online Free Page B

good leader. The board will see that, once they notice how bad Trevor is without me there to prop him up. This meeting he called for the two of us at my favorite restaurant to convince me otherwise is a waste of my time and his, but because he is my father and I currently have few demands on my time, I go along with these shenanigans.
    “I’m glad you could make it, son,” he says with a smile. “We don’t get to do this much anymore.”
    “You’re right,” I agree. It’s been ages since we sat together outside of a work environment and had a discussion. We didn’t even meet up for the holidays.
    A waiter arrives to take my drink order, and when I look over at the bar, she is there. The shy goddess from the club. She’d been sashaying through my dreams ever since we met, and now here she is: live and in color, looking as stunning as the night that I first laid eyes on her. Tonight, her signature copper-colored hair is swept up into a loose bun, accentuating her perfect cheek bones, almond eyes, and glowing bronze skin.
    “Did you hear me, son?” my father asks.
    “No. Sorry. Would you repeat that?” I ask, turning to face him, but my mind is still with her, at the bar. There’s something about this mystery lady that makes me want to drink her in.
    “Are you listening, Devlin?” he asks again.
    I un-stitch my eyes from her long and toned dangling legs. She's been playing with her phone, but now she stretches a bit. She glances around the room, looking beautiful yet apprehensive. Like she doesn’t feel like she belongs.
                  She belongs with me , some inner voice says. It's strange how drawn I am to her, how I want to protect her, tell her she's more beautiful than any of the overly made up, practically naked girls flitting around the room.
    She's real. And she's here. I have to get to know her.
    I face my father as a group of slinky twenty-somethings enter, and know that I have to go to her.
    “I apologize,” I start. “Usually when business is concerned, I don’t get distracted, but I have to be honest with you, my mind is elsewhere tonight.”
    “Really?” My father gives a knowing laugh.
    “Just give me five minutes, and I’ll be able to focus again,” I tell him, hopping up from the table. I button my suit jacket while scanning the bar.
    How the hell? The beautiful woman had disappeared among the crowd that quickly. I push my way through the crowd to the front of the bar.
    “Where’d the lady in purple go?” I ask the bartender, still searching.
    The man behind the bar points toward the door, and all hope is not lost.
    “I’m buying your cell phone,” I say to the helpful man behind the bar.
    “What?” He looks confused.
    I slap six hundred-dollar bills on the counter.
    “I’m buying your phone,” I repeat.
    He hands me a decent cell.
    With a pounding heart and bounding steps, I work my way through the busy bar and toward the doors, quickly erasing the cell’s contacts and call log.
    This can’t be the way that this ends. This can’t be the last time that I see her.
    To make sure that I have the number, I call my phone.
    Then I see her. Her copper hair, glowing like a beacon. She walks slowly but smoothly through the crowd. A few men call out to her, but with a smile she ignores them. Good. She's all mine.
    I rush behind the enchanting woman; all while adding the only contact that she will need as far as I’m concerned.
    “Excuse me,” I shout in her direction, nearly winded by the chase. I'm not sure what's come over me. I don't chase women…though it occurs to me, I've never had to. Normally one look at a girl, and she falls to my side. Or into my bed.
    Her legs keep moving, but the sudden loss of ease in her body lets me know that she heard me.
    There is a sudden quiet as the cadence of her heels stops and she allows me to catch up.
    “Hello,” I offer as she faces me. “I’m Devlin and I think you’re beautiful.”
    “Hello,” she responds, her