Knocked Up By the Jerk by Loni Ree
Knocked Up by the Jerk
The small town of Spring, Florida, has a severe shortage of available ladies.
You might remember Mason and Livie from Moving Fast! The Police Chief has his work cut out for him if he wants to claim his family.
I’m not sure how I got into this situation.
I mean I know how this happened. I just don’t know how I let it happen. I’m the responsible twin, the one who never screws up. Things have changed. When I decided to mess up, I went all the way. Literally.
My little lapse in judgement is going to have life long consequences. The biggest is dealing with Mason Locke for the rest of my life. Or at least the next eighteen years.
I thought falling for the jerk was bad enough. That was nothing compared to getting Knocked up by the Jerk.
If you like over-the-top, insta-love romance that’s heavy on the humor and light on the drama, this short romance is the perfect story for you
Mason
I’m losingmy fucking mind. I’ve spent the last two months fighting to push these insane feelings to the back of my brain and forget them. Unfortunately, they grow stronger every fucking day. My best friend screwed me over big time. He introduced me to the pain-in-my ass little spitfire who reached into my chest and stole my damn heart.
When Fletcher asked me to pick up his girlfriend’s twin sister from the airport, I agreed. I had no idea this girl would turn my life upside down. Now, I have no clue how I’m going to deal with this situation. Livie will be at her sister’s wedding, and I’m dreading seeing her again. My heart might not survive the weekend.
I’m sitting at my desk, staring at the faded puke-green wall, when Fletcher strolls in the door. “You look busy.” He smirks and I’m tempted to throw my Police Chief of the Year paperweight at my best friend’s head.
“Don’t you have something else to do besides irritating the shit out of me?” I stare at him and raise an eyebrow.
“Nope.” He shrugs. “This town is running itself right now.”
“Must be great to be mayor and get to slack off all day long.” We both know I’m not serious. Fletcher has been the best mayor Spring, Florida has ever had. It’s not easy to keep residents happy when the men severely outnumber the women. My friend spends most of his time putting out fires and attempting to bring eligible females to town. He’s taking extra shit since he snagged Bridgett.
Now, that’s a funny story. Shortly after she moved here, our gorgeous, female resident contacted me to report a crazy crime. She’d taken her sick dog to the vet and received the shock of her life. Her dog was knocked up. She rushed home and watched her security video, which revealed what happened to Cinnamon. Bruno the Rottweiler had jumped her fence and impregnated her Beagle.
Fletcher was babysitting the dog to help his sister out. While my friend was out, the wily Rottweiler escaped his backyard, and the rest is history. The crazy animal relationship led to a human love affair. And it turned my best friend into a pussy-whipped asshole.
Jealousy and some other scary emotion run through me as I stare at my friend. This is fucking crazy. I was perfectly happy with my solitary, uncomplicated life, and then wham! I met Bridgett’s twin sister, and my world has spun completely upside down. Old fears hit me hard. I remember my grandfather’s words from years ago. “Don’t let your dick control your life. That’s how you end up tied to a cold, selfish gold-digger.”
“I’m officially off for the wedding and honeymoon.” Fletcher sits in the chair across from my desk and smirks. “Bridgett has everything under control.” He shrugs. “I thought I’d come bug you.”
“Lucky fucking me,” I grumble, but I’m secretly happy to have a distraction from my relentless thoughts.
“What in the hell is going on with you?” As he stares at me, waiting for an answer, I debate lying to my friend.
At the last second, I blurt out, “You caused this.” Unable to sit any longer, I stand and begin to pace my small office. “I did one favor for you, and now everything is insane.”
Fletcher runs his hand down his face and sighs. “What happened with Livie?” He raises an eyebrow. “That’s the only favor I can remember recently.”
I turn my back to him and stare out the window, watching people along the sidewalk. I break down and explain the situation to him.
The night before I was supposed to pick up Livie Parker from the airport, the town idiots, Billy and Joe, had torn up The Watering Hole over a woman. It’s a monthly occurrence, but this time they’d also caused bodily harm to an innocent person. I spent the next morning dealing with their shit, and time got away from me. I ended up leaving Spring thirty minutes late in the pouring rain. The traffic gods conspired against me, causing the trip to take twice as long.
I forgot to ask Fletcher for Livie’s contact information and was forced to search for over an hour until I found her by the food court. Things went downhill with the pissed-off blonde immediately. I took one look at her luscious, curvy body and lost my fucking mind. I was busy trying to corral my scattered thoughts and somehow missed when the gorgeous woman reached into my chest and stole my heart. Instead of impressing her with my charm, I lost the rest of my mind and made a total jackass out of myself. Before I was able to stop the words, I blurted out that picking her up was a huge inconvenience. Her stunning, emerald eyes flashed fire, and then she snapped at me for my tardiness. My mouth ran away without waiting for my brain to catch up. I spouted off some shit about learning not to do favors in the future, and she turned to ice right before my eyes. We argued the entire way through the airport and spent the next hour in uncomfortable silence. It was the longest, most frustrating ride of my life.
My stubborn brain refused to believe the shit my heart was spouting. I assured myself all these emotions would disappear after I dropped her off. Only, the opposite happened. I’ve spent the last two months dreaming about the curvy little blonde. Every day, fantasies involving her fill my thoughts. I’m emotionally exhausted and sexually frustrated, and these insane, unfamiliar feelings have turned me into a walking time bomb.
“So, what I’m hearing is you’re falling for my soon-to-be sister-in-law?” Fletcher interrupts my thoughts. It’s worse than that. I’ve already fallen.
I lay my head against the cold glass and admit the truth to my best friend and my stubborn brain. “I think about her non-stop. These crazy feelings are driving me insane.”
Fletcher walks up behind me and places his hand on my shoulder. “Join the club.”
I continue to stare out into the bright afternoon sunlight and shake my head. “I refuse to believe I can’t get over these feelings.” Before meeting her, I enjoyed peace and quiet. I loved my solitary existence and never imagined I’d crave someone to share my life with. Now, she consumes my mind every waking hour and I’m terrified. What if this condition is permanent? Every night, fantasies of fucking her curvy, gorgeous body fill my dreams, causing me to wake up frustrated and lonely.
My best friend snorts behind me and doubt assails me. I’m not sure my heart and freedom will survive his wedding. Honestly, my heart is begging me to hand Livie my freedom on a silver platter, but I’m too stubborn to listen.