Inappropriate Thoughts (Victoria Wilde #1) Read Online Free Page A

fire a shot
into her body. When the ball hit her, Jillian stared at him in
disbelief. It didn’t hurt all that much, but it did knock the wind
out of her momentarily, and she couldn’t believe a grown man would
do such a thing.
    Grinning widely, he told her she played a
good set as she limped to the bench, still glaring at him. She
opened a bottle of water and took a sip as he joined her on the
bench.
    "Best two out of three?" Mike asked, as he
opened his hand for her to hand over the bottle from which she was
drinking. After exhaling deeply, she handed him the bottle. He
drank from it and attempted to return it.
    She waved him off. "I think I’m done."
    "Tired?" he asked.
    Jillian shot a look at him like she wanted
to kill him and said sarcastically, "Yeah, I’m too tired."
    Moments later, they returned to the pool
area carrying their racquets, and he asked, "How about one drink
before I go?"
    She nodded reluctantly, and he asked, "Do
you have a beer?"
    Jillian went into the house, and when she
returned with the beer, she found him swimming in the pool.
Standing at the edge, she glared at him. "What are you doing?"
    "I was hot," he answered as he stood in the
pool, looking at her. "This feels great. Why don’t you join
me?"
    He appeared to be naked, except for a huge
black patch around his groin. Squinting, she thought he was either
wearing a black bathing suit or he had the most unkempt pubic hair
ever on a human being. When she looked closer, she realized it was
the latter but asked anyway with a sick expression, "Did you bring
a bathing suit?"
    "No," he replied and then repeated, "Why
don’t you join me?"
    "Who gets into someone’s pool naked on a
first date?"
    "I was picking up these signals from you on
the court. You had this angry, sexy look on your face."
    "Because I was in pain after you hit me with
the ball."
    "You’re not mad about that are you?"
    "No, but you acted like a complete ass on
the court and then somehow think that’s an invitation for you to
dunk your naked, sweaty ass in my clean pool? Get out."
    He looked at her with a grin, and when she
didn’t smile back he asked, "Seriously?"
    "Yes. Please, get out and go."
    "All right," he said as he unabashedly
climbed from the pool with his huge thicket of wet black pubic hair
matted down around his unattractive groin. His sizeable gut was
protruding enough to add to the overall look, and he stood,
dripping, his hands on his hips as he asked curtly, "A towel?"
    After grunting, she took a sip of his beer
and glanced once more at his train wreck of a body before grabbing
a towel and tossing it to him. He proceeded to dry his groin first
while she stood ten feet from him. She continued to drink the beer,
alternating a sip with a grimace as he lifted his hairy parts while
drying off, in some misguided attempt to impress her.
    He said, "Maybe that beer will loosen you up
a little."
    "No, it’s merely keeping me from calling the
police."
    Jillian nearly vomited in her mouth when she
noticed that after he dried his pubic area, it appeared even
hairier than before. She looked away for a moment but then back, to
confirm that some of the strands of hair were about six inches
long. Then he used the towel to really dry his ass, appearing to
actually shove it in there a whole lot more than was actually
necessary.
    "You really don’t want me to stay?" he
asked, standing naked and holding the towel.
    After momentarily staring at him in
disbelief, she placed the beer on the table, pulled her cell phone
from her pocket, and pointed it at him with her finger on the side
button.
    "What are you doing?" he asked with a
smile.
    "If you don’t get out of here right now,
your Don King super-bush is going viral."
    "Okay. Okay. Relax! You successful women can
be so bitchy."
    As he dried the hair on his head while
standing in full view of her, she pushed the button on the cell
phone to snap a picture. He didn’t notice. She needed proof of this
to show her friends. He