Today we are bringing you the first look inside Kendall Ryan’s upcoming book HITCHED!
Marry the girl IÔÇÖve had a crush on my whole life? Check.
Inherit a hundred-billion-dollar company? Check.
Produce an heirÔÇª Wait, what?
I have ninety days to knock up my brand-new fake wife. ThereÔÇÖs only one problemÔÇöshe hates my guts.
And in the fine print of the contract? The requirement that we produce an heir.
She canÔÇÖt stand to be in the same room with me. Says sheÔÇÖll never be in my bed.
But IÔÇÖve never backed down from a challenge and IÔÇÖm not about to start now.
Mark my wordsÔÇöIÔÇÖll have her begging for me, and it wonÔÇÖt take ninety days.
On the heels of her smash hit and New York Times bestselling SCREWED series, Kendall Ryan brings you HITCHED, a romantic comedy that delivers heart and heat. A NYC playboy turned business mogul has ninety days to win over the woman he’s always desired in order to save his father’s company. One tiny problem: She hates his guts.
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I give him a skeptical look. ÔÇ£You want to show me your dick?ÔÇØ
ÔÇ£If itÔÇÖll help convince you.ÔÇØ He drains the last drops of his Scotch and stands up. ÔÇ£Come on, letÔÇÖs go.ÔÇØ
I stare after him as he walks away.
Is he serious? HeÔÇÖs just going to whip it out? I look around to see if anyone is watching me, then I get up and follow him to the barÔÇÖs back hallway, near the restrooms, unable to comprehend why the hell IÔÇÖm humoring him. This is ridiculous.
Once weÔÇÖre safely in a private corner, Noah undoes his belt, opens his fly . . . and pulls out a fucking fire hose.
Holy mother of God. My hands fly to my mouth. I want to gasp in shock, but thereÔÇÖs no way IÔÇÖm giving him the upper hand.
He was right. His cock is nothing short of massive, and itÔÇÖs not even fully erect right now. Nine inches may actually be a conservative estimate of what it might look like hard. He must destroy menÔÇÖs egos every time he walks into a locker room. And I donÔÇÖt even want to think about what he destroys with women . . .
ÔÇ£Meh. IÔÇÖve seen bigger,ÔÇØ I force out, fighting to maintain my composure.
Noah chuckles. ÔÇ£I donÔÇÖt think so, sweetheart.ÔÇØ
ÔÇ£Well, th-that monster is not coming anywhere near my uterus. No, thank you. I prefer to keep my organs intact.ÔÇØ
NoahÔÇÖs grin widens. ÔÇ£I doubt that, but just to be on the safe side, IÔÇÖll ease it in nice and slow. Piece of cake. Plus, youÔÇÖve got good health insurance, right?ÔÇØ
ÔÇ£That is not funny, Noah. Now, put that thing away or IÔÇÖll remove it.ÔÇØ
I try to sound stern, but my shaking voice and bright red cheeks surely give me away. Why the hell canÔÇÖt I stop staring?
He chucklesÔÇöyeah, the jerk can definitely see right through meÔÇöbut he obliges, tucking the beast back into its lair.