Witchy Richey #ExclusiveExcerpt! Operation Girl Next Door by Casey Hagen!

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Operation Girl Next Door

By Casey Hagen

Coming October 17

Part of Kindle Worlds: Imperfect Love World

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Piper’s phone buzzed and Ryden’s smiling face popped up on the screen. Yeesh, it was like he knew they had been talking about her going home for the weekend.

“Hey Rye, I’m glad you called.”

“You sound good, Pip. I can hear that smile, as always. Now, promise me you’ll keep it as I ask you a whopper of a favor.”

Oh no, not again. “I’m not setting you up with anymore of my girlfriends. Do you have any idea how grossly awkward it is to nurse them through heartbreak after you love ‘em and leave ‘em? I’m going to send you my therapy bills.”

His rich laugh soothed her frayed nerves. Although kidding, to an extent, it had been a slippery slope drying the tears of a couple of her girlfriends as they lamented her brother’s hip prowess between the sheets. Ick.

“It’s not about me this time. It’s about you. Well, sort of. Look, I need to loan you out to a friend.”

She scrunched her nose. Did she just hear him right? Uhhh…”

“I know, it sounds bad—”

“Yeah, it sounds like you want to loan me out for sex.”

Rafe raised a brow at her making her smile.

“Oh, God, no, you can’t have sex with him.”

Hmmmm, big brother’s voice laced with a tinge of panic. Oh, now this was going to be fun. “Pssshhh, I can have sex if I want to.”

She relished that strangled sound he made when the ten comments running through his head all tried to claw their way up his throat at once. “Oh, well, um sure, but Jesus, please don’t.”

“Why? Do I need your permission?”

“Yes, no. I don’t know. Look, it’s not that you can’t, but just don’t. I’m going to have a stroke,” he muttered.

Ahh, she still had it. Laughter bubbled up, and damn did that release feel good. 

“For the love of God, if you do, don’t tell me until I’m dead. I don’t want to know.”

“I don’t make it a habit of passing myself around for sexual favors, Rye.”

“Yeah, I made you sound like a ho. Sorry, this is weird-ass territory for me. Look, my buddy is trying to secure a promotion and the big boss is fixated on the idea that whoever he makes partner needs to be coupled. He’s looking for someone who’ll stick and seems to have it in his head the a bachelor, without a family to support, can walk away from the company a bit too easily for his liking.” 

“This guy can’t find a woman to bring? I mean, what’s wrong with him?”

“Nothing, nothing. The problem is the boss put him on the spot and he threw out your name.”

She reared her head back and looked down at her phone then held it up to her ear again. “Who do you know that would have thrown out my name?” An unfamiliar tingling sensation vibrated under her skin as she waited for the answer.

“Trevor Myers…and you might remember that at one time, he did you a favor.”

Trevor. Her first, middle, and last crush. Five years older than her, but the biggest star Clendon High had ever seen, Trevor shined so damn bright, the rest of the world disappeared. 

She’d worshiped him from afar for years. She relished every single word he’d ever spoken to her when he hung out with Rye. She had measured the feeling every man since had given her to the way it felt to have him hold her in his arms at prom.

Still, at twenty-five, every man had come up lacking.

She needed a break. 

He needed a favor.

She owed him one.

And maybe after a few days with him, she would find out he was just a mere mortal like the rest of them, and her perspective on men would be restored.

“How many days?” She couldn’t believe she had said the words.

“You’ll do it?”

“If I can fit it in…how many?”

“You’d leave Friday morning and be back Tuesday night. Trevor will pick you up and you’ll drive to his boss’s place in upstate New York.”

The damn timing was perfect. “Any idea what I should plan for while I’m there?”

“Plan for anything.”

An image of her straddling Trevor, with his hands pinned above his head, on a king-sized, soft bed flashed into her overworked mind. 

Maybe she didn’t need to plan for that.

So much for seeing her parents or her brother.

“I’m in. Give him my address and I’ll be ready.”



Trevor Myers knows how to make it big in the business world: a charming smile, connections, and balls-to-the-wall fearlessness. The master of all three, a partnership with his firm is all but in the bag. That is, until his boss dangles it over him, and three coworkers, like a prize on a game show. Trevor will do whatever it takes to lock in what is rightfully his, even if it means calling in a doozy of a favor from his best friend. 

 

Piper Bradley is on the precipice of making a career-altering decision to expand her dancewear line. Agonizing over the decision, Piper decides to take a trip to clear her head, only to have her brother hamper her plans when he calls her to return a favor for his best friend…Trevor Myers. Owing Trevor for escorting her to her senior prom years earlier, she reluctantly agrees to play his girlfriend for the weekend. 

Trevor expects a grownup version of the shy girl toting a sketchpad, not this drop-dead, gorgeous woman who leaves him tongue tied.

 

Piper decides it’s time to exorcise her long-simmering feelings, once and for all. 

 

Trevor fights the battle waged between his playboy lifestyle and the elemental pull of the girl next door.

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