Irresistible Bachelors: Books 1-5 by Landish, Lauren (classic literature books .TXT) 📗

enjoying this a little too much. “How about you tell me what she looks like?”

“Well, she’s about five eight or so, with rich brown hair and big, beautiful brown eyes,” Gavin says, a slight catch in his voice. “And a face that’s just . . . perfect.”

My breath stills in my lungs as I listen to his description of me, and I have to wonder if he’s talking about someone else. I’ve got plain brown hair and there’s nothing special about my eyes.

“Damn, I’m jealous. You’re making me wish I were this chick with the way you’re talking about her,” Mindy jokes. “She sounds absolutely gorgeous.”

“She is gorgeous,” Gavin says, his voice heavy.

I nearly choke, I’m so flattered. I wish I looked like the girl he’s describing. I almost feel like he’s lying, but it’s obvious he’s not. He came all the way down here just to find me. I bite my lower lip, my heart racing. It’s just so hard to believe.

Mindy taps a finger to her lips. “Hmm . . . now that I think about it, I might know who you’re talking—” Mindy begins to say, but before she can complete her sentence, I pinch her leg as hard as I can. “OW!” Mindy squeals.

“What’s wrong?” Gavin asks as Mindy glances down at me, rubbing her thigh while I shake my head, mouthing no, no, no!

“A sudden sharp pain,” Mindy says smoothly as if nothing happened. “You know, one of those annoying, pesky things that just seems to stab you out of nowhere?”

Gavin chuckles. “You kidding? I play football. I’m used to—” A pounding on the window interrupts Gavin and he lets out a loud groan. “Fuck. Sorry. I didn’t realize they followed me here.”

“Anaconda, Anaconda!” someone yells, and then the door to the coffee shop bursts open, a crowd of people rushing inside. “How about some pictures!”

“Yeah!” someone else shouts. “Show us what you’re packing!”

Mindy lets out a disbelieving laugh as the cameras begin to flash. “They can’t be serious!”

“Sadly, they are,” Gavin growls, letting out a loud groan, the cameras flashing so hard I can see flashes on the walls in front of me. “I have to deal with shit like this all the time.”

“That’s gotta be a pain in the ass,” Mindy mutters in sympathy, raising her hand to shield her eyes before yelling over the tumult, “All right, people, if you’re not ordering anything, please leave! Hotel policy!”

“I’ll take care of them,” I hear Gavin say, his voice laced with embarrassment. Then he raises his voice, a note of anger entering it. “All right, you vultures want your pictures? Let’s go.”

“Hey, I want an autograph the next time you come in here!” Mindy yells after Gavin. And then she lowers her voice and mutters, “preferably next to Anaconda.”

I wait a minute until I hear the crowd exit the room before I stand up, brushing off my skirt.

Mindy is scowling at me.

“What?” I ask.

“What?” Mindy growls in disbelief. “Why the hell did you pinch me? You damn near broke the skin!”

“You were going to give me away!” I growl, half ignoring her as I look through the big plate glass windows of the coffee shop as Gavin talks with the media. My heart flutters as I watch him talking animatedly to the press, and I cross my arms across my chest.

“I wasn’t! I was just messing with both of you!” Mindy shakes her head, her gaze going out the window to the crowd of clamoring reporters. “Did you hear the way he talked about you? God, you should be on your way to his room right now!”

“Please. He doesn’t really want me,” I say, my eyes still glued on Gavin as several people rush up to ask for his autograph.

Mindy shakes her head. “You should have seen the look on his face while he was describing you.” She turns back to me with a wide grin. “He wants to pin your legs behind your ears, girl.”

I scowl. “That’s not happening and you know it.” I try to sound as convincing as I can, despite the desire I feel inside.

Mindy returns my scowl, rolling her eyes. “What’s wrong with you, Bri? I mean, I get it, you don’t want to be easy, but he’s a freaking legend! And hot as fuck!” And then she adds under her breath, “With a big cock to boot,” but I hear it anyway. “You know what I’d do!”

She has a point. But I’m too stubborn to concede. Besides, so what if he thought I was cute? After reading those articles about him, I’m not even sure if I care that he’s a celebrity or that he’s hot as hell with a big dick. The man is just one big manwhore. “So?”

“So? When’s the last time you got laid?”

I make a face, wishing I could pinch Mindy again. “Six months maybe?”

“More like a year, I’m betting,” Mindy says, chuckling. “I’m not saying you need to whore yourself out to every hot guy who comes in here, but what’s wrong with dusting the cobwebs off the muffin?”

“How long is he supposed to be here?” I ask, ignoring her crudeness.

“How should I know?” Mindy says. “But from what I’ve been hearing, they’ve got major shoots going for a week. He should be here for at least that long.”

I bite my lower lip as my gaze wanders back out the window and I see Gavin putting on a fake, pearly-white smile as his picture is taken with a group of rowdy fans. A week? I have to try to avoid this incredibly sexy man for a week?

Lord help me.

“I’m in big trouble,” I mutter.Gavin

“I’ll suck yo dick, man,” the toothless bum mumbles as he stumbles up to me, scratching himself all over his arms. Moments before, he’d asked me for some spare change, which I declined. Now he looks at me with his desperate, rheumy blue eyes, faded from being in the sun for far too long.

“What?” I ask with a scowl and