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  One Night Mistake

  A Second Chance Romance Series (Book 4)

  Lauren Wood

  Copyright © 2019 by Lauren Wood

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  Contents

  Blurb

  1. Angie

  2. Angie

  3. Angie

  4. Jaime

  5. Angie

  6. Jaime

  7. Angie

  8. Jaime

  9. Angie

  10. Jaime

  11. Angie

  12. Angie

  13. Jaime

  14. Angie

  15. Jaime

  16. Angie

  17. Jaime

  18. Angie

  19. Jaime

  20. Anika

  21. Angie

  22. Jaime

  23. Angie

  24. Jaime

  25. Angie

  Perfect Chaperone (Excerpt)

  About the Author

  Also by Lauren Wood

  Blurb

  A gorgeous billionaire with hot abs and a winning smile. Sounds perfect, right?

  So wrong.

  * * *

  He’s my boss.

  I knew that I shouldn’t sleep with Jaime.

  I couldn’t help it.

  I was supposed to redecorate his house.

  But he altered my virginity instead.

  It should have happened only once.

  Though now, I wanted more.

  I wanted to be with him.

  I wanted our love to have a second chance.

  I could have it all.

  If someone wasn’t standing in our way.

  * * *

  I was carrying his baby…

  Would it matter?

  * * *

  ***

  1

  Angie

  “I think this is my seat.”

  I looked up from the book that I was reading, dreading the words that were coming out of the man's mouth. I usually had the worst luck when it came to people sitting next to me on the plane. I was still a little upset that my parents were making me fly commercial. Character building experience they said, but even in business class, I thought that I had built enough character since I had been on the plane. I had never imagined that they would try to stuff so many people into such a small amount of space. I had been mistaken though.

  When I looked up, I was actually rather surprised to see a man about the same age as me. He looked to be maybe a year or two older, but that didn't seem to matter. He was a far better travel companion than I thought I would have. I was pleasantly surprised for once.

  The guy was really tall, towering over me with these dark brown eyes that called to me. His hair was pretty short, but teased the edges of his button-down collar. He had this smile that made me a little weak kneed, but I quickly recovered.

  “Well, sit down then, before somebody else takes your seat.”

  He thanked me and then told me that his name was Jaime. I could see that there was something on his mind, but I wasn't too worried about that at the moment. I was more interested in the male figure that was sliding down by me and taking the seat next to the window. I hated to fly, which meant that I generally did not want to see where I was. It just made it worse, as far as I was concerned.

  “Are you sure you don't want to sit by the window?”

  “No, I'd rather see the clouds from the ground. I want to be as far away from the window as possible.”

  He chuckled and I tried not to feel defensive about it.

  “I used to feel that way. My parents have a jet, so we traveled this way a lot.”

  “This is not like traveling in a jet. My parents have one as well and I would much rather do my traveling that way. It’s far better, and I can take something to sleep and not worry about it.”

  “Of course, but it is good to fly with the masses, or that's what my father says anyways. It is supposed to show me something that apparently, I do not know.”

  It was my turn to laugh now. The man with the dark brown eyes and dark brown hair had the sweetest smile. His hair was a bit long and he kept flipping it to the side and finally I just pushed it behind his ear and tucked it in. I paused while I was doing it, his gaze intent on me.

  “My parents called it character building.”

  “I can see that. So, what are you reading?” He gestured at the book I was holding and had completely forgotten about.

  I looked at the book in my hand and shrugged. “It's about interior design. That's what I'm going to do one day when I graduate. I'm going to make everyone's house beautiful. Restaurants are what I'm really into right now. I like the idea of a theme.”

  “I see. Well you seem to have quite an eye. Maybe I will have to hire you one day. When I get a place of my own.”

  I laughed at the thought of it, and I tried not to look into it too much. What were the chances that I would be sitting next to a guy like Jaime? He was well-dressed, gorgeous and obviously he came from a wealthy family. His grin was infectious, and his eyes sparked a little bit when he smiled and laughed. It was hard to imagine that my luck was that good. It certainly wasn't usually.

  “Maybe that will be so.”

  I tried to get back to my book, but he kept pulling me into a conversation, and I finally just put it up. It didn't take long for us to realize that we had a lot in common, and for some one reason or another, I wanted to hear all about him. We were in the air for about an hour and all we did was talk about our family, our lives and our goals. It was a very good conversation, one that I was looking forward to continuing, but then the captain came on the intercom and said that there was a storm and we were being diverted. We weren't going to make it to New York tonight.

  “Now this is my luck.”

  “What?”

  “I was sitting here, thinking how lucky it was that I got to sit next to you, compared to who I would usually, but now I see where my luck has come in. We're going to be grounded for the night and have to stay in some God-awful airport. Where are we even at?”

  I didn't want to look out the window, because I really didn't want to see the clouds and the lack of land underneath it. All I knew for certain was, I didn't want to be stuck in some Podunk town where I was going to have to stay in a motel with bed bugs. I could already see it in my mind, and I shivered from the idea of it.

  “Wherever we end up, I'm sure that the airline will figure something out.”

  “That's what I'm worried about. This is why I don't like commercial. You never know what's going to happen, and they are always landing unnecessarily. If we were in a jet, we would already be there, because they would have just flown right through it.”

  “It will all work out.”

  “Yeah, you're probably right. I don't know why I'm worried about it. If it's too bad, I'll just have someone send the jet. I don't want to be stuck here overnight.”

  “But you'll be with me. I'm sure that we could find something to do with ourselves for a few hours, until the storm passes. Don't you think?”

  It wasn't hard to understand what he was talking about. He had this glint in his eyes and the dimple in his cheek was back. It only came to roost when there was a certain mischief in his smile, which was certainly visible now.

  “Yes, I'm sure we can think of something to do.”

  The airport apologized that our plans had been
delayed, and they did have a hotel lined up for us, but it was like I had feared, one that I would never stay in by choice. I was tempted to call my family and see if I could get a way out of here, storm or not, but then again, there was Jaime. I was almost willing to deal with the situation that I was in, as long as he was here.

  We went out for dinner and talked a little bit. The conversation was so easy between us and before long, I was a little warmer in the face because of the extra wine.

  “You just have this look about you, Angie. I feel like there is something on your mind.”

  “That very well may be. I feel like we are thinking about the same thing.”

  “I sure hope so. Are you ready to go back to the hotel and have a nightcap?”

  “What, with those tiny bottles that they have in the refrigerator? Does that even constitute as a nightcap?”

  He smiled. “I am sure that we can work something out.”

  Jaime decided to work it out by offering the waiter a hundred for the two glasses that we were using. When the waiter asked why he wanted them, he said that he wanted it as a souvenir.

  “It's going to be our first date, so I will always want to remember it. You know?”

  The waiter just smiled with a conspiring look, like he was in on some kind of big secret. I found it rather funny that he was going to such lengths to make me happy, but when the waiter left, he said that it was taken care of.

  “Now you will be able to have a proper nightcap at the hotel. With proper glasses.”

  “Yeah, thank you. It is good to see that chivalry isn't completely dead.”

  “I am sure that I will make up for it very soon. My intentions are not completely innocent.”

  “I don't think mine are either.”

  He raised a brow and told me that it sounded promising. I wasn’t so sure about that, but I knew that there was a connection between me and Jaime. It was the sort of connection that they wrote stories about. It was a chance meeting, two ships passing in the night. That’s what this was, a passing ship.

  “Well, then, let’s go. We have drink ware; I don’t think there is anything else that we could possibly need.”

  Jaime had that grin on his face again, and he led me out of the restaurant. It wasn’t long before we were back at the three-star hotel, but I could no longer see all of the imperfections that made me unhappy before. Now, all I could think about was Jaime. His hands were on my body and his lips found mine. Everything was perfect for just that one moment.

  2

  Angie

  “So, what were your plans for the weekend?”

  “Spend time with family and friends.”

  I walked towards him and sat next to him on the bed. Jaime was so cocky before, but it was becoming clear that he had lost a little bit of his confidence. It was reassuring that he was as charged as I was. I could feel the tension rise.

  “Aren’t you going to ask me?”

  “Ask you what?”

  “What I’m going to do.”

  I shrugged and stood up, starting to take my clothes off. “I don’t care much for small talk. We don’t have too much time.”

  He stopped me and told me to slow down. “We have more time than that.”

  I smiled at him when he pulled me into his arms. Jaime helped me pull my dress off and I shivered from the cold air on my body. It was good to feel it on my heated flesh, as his hands rushed to pull me closer. His lips were quickly back on mine, taking away all thoughts or anxiety. It was just this moment, Jaime’s lips and my own body’s yearning.

  “I don’t really know what to do, Jaime. I know this sounds weird, considering where I am at the moment, but I don’t usually do this.”

  He chuckled and told me that I was doing just fine. I really liked the idea of that, but when he lifted me up to set me on the bed, I still made a gasping sound. It was hard not to. Jaime lifted me up like I weighed next to nothing.

  “I will show you, Angie. Everything you need to know, just look me in my eyes, and we will do this together.”

  There was such a connection when our eyes met. I had to look away after a moment, the intensity too much. I kept asking myself, what it was that I was doing. I hadn’t been able to really think straight since meeting Jaime.

  He pulled up and got off of me for a moment. I whined, and tried to get him to come back to me. I don’t know why, but everything inside of me told me that I needed him. It was that simple. I could feel it in my bones. He was the man that I needed, to feel everything that I read about. It wasn’t time, until right now, and if I didn’t have him soon, I was sure to burst.

  When he came back down on the bed, he made a comment about how I was shaking. I didn’t like the reminder, but he was right, I was. I was so nervous, but also so horny at this point. I had never felt so out of my element before. I knew that it was because of Jaime and what he did to me.

  “Do you want me to stop?”

  He was naked, on top of me, and I could feel the thick heat that pressed against my body long before the rest of him did. I opened my legs to allow him in between my thighs. It was a natural thing to do, but I didn’t realize how that was going to affect me. I wasn’t thinking clearly.

  Suddenly, he was pressed up against me and I called out to him, in shock more than anything else. I couldn’t believe how incredibly hot and smooth he felt against the softest part of me.

  “Did I hurt you?”

  He looked concerned and I asked him if he had ever been with a virgin before.

  “So, you’re really a virgin?”

  I agreed. I wasn’t that old, still in college after all, but that didn’t mean that I wasn’t a rarity.

  “Why would you give it up for me?”

  It was a good question, but I didn’t have a valid answer for it. I don’t think that I just needed to, was going to be a good answer, but at the moment, it was the only one that I had. I couldn’t help it.

  “You’re different and I want it to be you. I’ve waited all this time and I told myself I would do it when it felt right. It feels right.”

  He smiled at me, but I knew that was a lot to take on. “It feels like a big responsibility.”

  “Don’t think of it as that. Let’s just see what happens and try to enjoy it.”

  He scoffed. “There is no way in hell that I can’t enjoy it, Angie. Have you looked at yourself lately? You’re gorgeous.”

  Why did I like the sound of that so much? He was laying it on thick and though Jaime didn’t have to, he was anyways. I was already right where he wanted me after all.

  “Do you want me to go slow?”

  Jaime was now positioned against me and I could feel pressure. I’d heard about this a lot, so I knew that it was like ripping a bandage off. That’s what I told myself anyways. It would hurt for a minute and then it would be done and over with.

  “Just do it.”

  He did too and I was calling out with the shock of it. I closed my eyes to the immediate and searing pain. Why hadn’t I realized that it was going to feel like this?

  Jaime kissed my lips, even though I wasn’t kissing him back. It took a minute for all of the feelings to come over me, and then he was starting to move. I gave him an indication that I wanted him to, though I don’t know what.

  “Are you okay?”

  He pulled out slowly and I waited with a hitch to my breath. He asked me again and I finally agreed, but I think it was just a distraction, because the next thing I knew, he was sliding back in quickly. I didn’t scream out because of pain this time. This time, it was nothing but pleasure coursing through my system and I couldn’t believe how good it felt. It was like a switch had been thrown.

  Jaime started a slow pace inside of me. Each time he pulled out, I felt lost without him, but it wasn’t long at all before he was going faster. I was clinging to him, sure that I was going to spin completely out of control, if I dared to let go of him. I didn’t want to.

  I came hard, and I clung to him as tightly as I could
. He pulled me back, kissing me, then pushing in deep, positioning my legs, so I was no longer able to keep him at bay.

  Funny thing was, I didn’t know that I was. Then all of a sudden, after I came for the first time, something inside of him snapped and I was at the receiving end of it.

  He pushed faster, thrusting with a mind-blowing speed that I couldn’t believe. It was all too much and I was calling out again, while the guy on top of me just stopped to watch the show.

  Eventually, when I thought he was through with me, he pulled out, without coming and started to lick my body. His destination was clear and I was close to telling him no, feeling weird about the whole thing, but he insisted. His tongue was so talented, by the time he got to my thighs, there was no way that I was going to stop him. Not in a million years.

  My eyes rolled back in my head and I started to threaten his hold on me. It was tight and I was thrashing with each orgasm. They started to come faster and I was unable to understand how my body was capable of such pleasure. I felt cheated for all these years. Why hadn’t I known?

  3

  Angie

  “Where did you go, Angie?”

  I smiled at Dahlia. “I was just thinking about the man that I met a long time ago. Maybe he wasn't even quite a man, or just so. You ever had someone that you made it with, and you can't seem to forget about them?”