Opposites Attract
| Opposites Attract | |
| Michelle M. Pillow | |
| Ebury Press (2005) | |
| Rating: | **** |
| Tags: | Erotica, Fiction |
A sexy story of romance and road trips
Alexis Grant has everything she has ever wanted: fashionable clothes, social standing, a Manhattan apartment, and a mother who pays for it all. That is, until her mother is arrested for embezzlement and the government seizes everything. Left jobless, homeless, and strapped for cash, Alexis throws caution to the wind and decides the time is right to do that big road trip across America with her best girlfriend, who is bringing along her boyfriend, who is bringing along his buddy—tattoo artist Ethan James. Ethan has "bad boy" written all over him, drives a 1965 Lincoln Continental and has no time for spoiled rich girls, but he might just be the best thing that has ever happened to Alexis. But he's certainly not steady material, and when Mrs. Grant shows up, her overpowering presence threatens to ruin the relationship before it has a chance to start.
"5 Hearts! Ms. Pillow has written wonderful characters that sweep their way into the reader's heart. ...Altogether a wonderful read that brought tears to this reviewer's eyes."
--Love Romances
Matthews Sisters Series
Bit by the Bug
Along for the Ride
Recipe for Disaster
Degrees of Passion
Cheek Imprint Single Titles
Fierce Competition
Opposites Attract
"'Shrewd wit, intense passion and deep thoughts... her first chick lit story is irresistible... A wickedly enchanting storyline, FIERCE COMPETITION will keep readers emotionally involved until the book's last word is read' CataRomance Reviews 'Pillow's story is quite a treat. It is all things sexy and passionate, with humor laced throughout and topped off with an ultimately emotional connection' Romantic Times"
Matthews Sisters Series
Bit by the Bug
Along for the Ride
Recipe for Disaster
Degrees of Passion
Cheek Imprint Single Titles
Fierce Competition
Opposites Attract
Table of Contents
This eBook is copyright material and must not be copied, reproduced, transferred, distributed, leased, licensed or publicly performed or used in any way except as specifically permitted in writing by the publishers, as allowed under the terms and conditions under which it was purchased or as strictly permitted by applicable copyright law. Any unauthorised distribution or use of this text may be a direct infringement of the author’s and publisher’s rights and those responsible may be liable in law accordingly.
Epub ISBN 9780753529904
Version 1.0
In real life, always practise safe sex.
This edition published in 2007 by
Cheek
Thames Wharf Studios
Rainville Rd
London W6 9HA
Copyright © Michelle M Pillow 2005
The right of Michelle M Pillow to be identified as the Author of the Work has been asserted in accordance with the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act 1988.
Typeset by SetSystems Ltd, Saffron Walden, Essex
Printed and bound by Mackays of Chatham
PLC
PLC
The paper used in this book is a natural, recyclable product made from wood grown in sustainable forests. The manufacturing process conforms to the regulations of the country of origin.
ISBN 978 0 352 34125 9
All characters in this publication are fictitious and any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
This book is sold subject to the condition that it shall not, by way of trade or otherwise, be lent, resold, hired out or otherwise, circulated without the publisher’s prior written consent in any form of binding or cover other than that in which it is published and without a similar condition including this condition being imposed on the subsequent purchaser.
Ethan wasn’t refined. He didn’t open car doors or automatically guide her elbow when walking. But, when she talked, she felt he really listened. When he talked, she felt he spoke the truth. And when he looked at her, he really looked. He saw her – the good, the bad, the everything. Alexis had told him things about her life that she barely admitted to her best friend and he was still there, kissing her as if her past didn’t matter. As he touched her, she felt as if he was accepting who she was, faults and all. She tried to catch her breath, but her heart was racing fast and her body was tight with longing.
Alexis refused to touch herself. She was already heated to the point of urgency and seeing her half-naked body, her dishevelled hair, was arousal enough. She wiggled her hips, finally deciding to push the bottoms off as well. There was no point in wasting time with undressing.
Other Cheek titles by the author:
Fierce Competition
Bit by the Bug
For more information about Michelle M Pillow’s books please visit
www.michellepillow.com
www.michellepillow.com
OPPOSITES ATTRACT
An Erotic Romance
Michelle M Pillow
1
Upper East Side, Manhattan, New York City, New York.
This was a bad idea. No, it was a horrible idea. Driving cross-country from New York to San Francisco, California had to be a mistake. There really wasn’t anything in the middle of the United States worth seeing, was there? Some wheat, maybe a cow or two? Isn’t that why everyone took airplanes over it? And wasn’t there a desert thrown in there somewhere? Didn’t people die in deserts every day? Isn’t that how they got their names, because they were deserted?
Alexis Grant shivered at the idea. Seated at a sidewalk café she looked into her roommate’s expectant, hopeful face and she knew Susan wasn’t kidding. Her friend wanted to do it. She wanted to get into a car and see all America had to offer. Only problem was, they didn’t have a car. Well, Alexis had one, but it was a limo and it belonged to her mother, and she doubted the woman would let her take it cross-country.
Susan Chapel was Alexis’s best friend. They’d met in college – all right, Susan went to college, Alexis went to college parties. Still, they met on campus, hit it off and after Susan graduated with a degree in literature they moved in together. Susan went on to be a teacher at a very prestigious private school while Alexis went on to attend bigger and better parties. They’d been roommates ever since.
‘Oh, did I show you my new jeans?’ Alexis asked as a distraction, moving her plate to the side to show Susan the pair of low-riders she had on through the glass tabletop. ‘They’re Diesel, right? I usually don’t like this designer, but I just had to have them. They fit too perfect. I’m so glad I lost that extra five pounds. Talk about getting overweight.’
‘I say gain the five back, you’re skin and bones,’ Susan said, winking playfully. The woman regularly had a smile on her face and Alexis loved the fact that she always tried to say something nice about everyone – no matter who they were. Though shy in social situations, Susan was a real sweetie. That’s where Alexis’s outgoing nature came in handy. They were a perfect fit.
‘Ah, thanks, sweetie.’ Alexis smiled. She angled her hips in the chair so Susan could see her jeans from the other side. ‘They’re cute, right?’
‘They look exactly like the pair I got at the second-hand store for fifteen dollars. Please tell me you didn’t pay full price.’ Susan took a sip of coffee. ‘You so don’t need to spend a hundred dollars on one pair of jeans.’
‘A hundred and thirty-nine, and ew! These are not like second-hand.’ Alexis frowned. ‘How can you buy used clothing? How do you know the person who owned them before you wasn’t a prostitute? You might get some sexually transmitted disease just by putting them on.’
‘It’s not like I’m wearing vinyl hot pants,’ Susan grumbled. ‘And they’re clean.’
‘Ew! I’d never talk to you again if you wore hot pants.’ Alexis giggled.
‘You’re such a diva. Anyway, Lexy, would you listen? Ted knows this guy, whose cousin’s dad’s best friend has this son, who’s going to drive to California.’ Susan smiled. Alexis wondered if the idea might just go away on its own – like if she stared at Susan with a blank look on her face for long enough. ‘Anyway, the guy has room and said we could go along if we pay for part of the trip. It sounds perfect. I want to travel and you want to take pictures of stuff. This would make the perfect portfolio. I think we should do it. Every American should at least see their own country, right?’
‘Uh, no. Why would I want to see the country? Every American should see Europe, but not the icky parts, just the nice ones like Rome and Paris. If you want to see America, then just look around you at New York City. There’s a reason why we get so many tourists. People come here to see America, not the desert. Everything that’s great about our country is right here. We have Times Square, the Statue of Liberty, Ellis Island.’
‘Do you even know what Ellis Island is?’ Susan asked.
‘Sure, people came over from Europe on boats and that’s where they went first.’ Alexis grinned. ‘See, my point exactly. It’s where all the tourists went to. They liked it so much that they became immigrants and just stayed.’
‘Your sense of history is truly frightening.’ Susan shook her head.
‘Whatever.’ Alexis motioned her hand in annoyance at the comment. ‘Who cares about history? It’s so yesterday.’
Susan looked slightly shocked, for a moment not realising Alexis’s flippant joke.
‘Well, get you!’ she laughed. ‘Why did you minor in history anyway?’
‘Um, you were saying,’ Susan answered instead.
‘We have Broadway, the wonderful view from here in Manhattan of the bridge.’
‘Brooklyn Bridge,’ Susan supplied needlessly.
‘Yes, thank you. We have Yankee Stadium, Chinatown, Central Park, the Village, Empire State Building, museums and –’
‘Crime, poverty,’ Susan inserted.
‘Fifth Avenue for the best shopping. Though, did you notice that a lot of retailers are moving off of Fifth?’ Alexis shrugged. ‘Anyway, we have the best shopping.’
‘Crime and poverty. Darcy Mayors said she was almost mugged last week by gang members.’
Alexis frowned, turning her eyes down to her plate. She leaned forward and said quietly, ‘I don’t want to talk about stuff like that.’
‘Just because you don’t talk about the bad, doesn’t mean it didn’t happen,’ Susan said. ‘You should try turning on the news sometimes. It might broaden your view of the world.’
‘Why? So I can become an addict like you and watch it every time I’m near a television? No thanks, sweetie. I figure you’ll just tell me what I need to know.’ Alexis leaned over and took a bite of her salad, stabbing a tomato with her fork as she looked around at the tall buildings. She loved everything about Manhattan – the smells, the look, the sound. She liked the traffic and people rude enough to mind their own business. She liked clubs that stayed open past midnight. She liked concrete and steel and buildings that didn’t house farm animals, not that she could exactly remember seeing farm animals up close. Animals belonged in the zoo, where they were safely tucked inside a cage.
Other books
Harper's Submission [Golden Dolphin 2] (Siren Publishing Classic) by Skye Michaels
Pawn’s Gambit by Timothy Zahn
Love's Harbinger by Joan Smith
Lee (The Landon Saga Book 6) by Tell Cotten
Dragon Knight (The Collegium Book 3) by Schwartz, Jenny
Veracity by Laura Bynum
The Girl Who Kicked the Hornet's Nest by Stieg Larsson
Death on Allhallowe’en by Bruce, Leo
A Silent Terror by Lynette Eason
Grizzly Fury by Jon Sharpe
