Hard to Resist
She’s the one girl I wasn’t supposed to want. But some things are just too Hard to Resist.
Since I was five years old I've had two best friends: Chase and his twin sister Hadley. Unfortunately for me Hadley isn't a little kid anymore and I can't stop seeing her as more than a friend. Even more unfortunate, Chase says if I lay a finger on her he'll never speak to me again, so no matter how difficult it is I have to resist her.
I fell in love with my best friend Ravi when I was sixteen. Now, I'm eighteen and I've made a decision; before I go to college I'm giving Ravi my virginity.
After one steamy summer together Ravi and Hadley are at odds because they just can't seem to agree on the direction to take their relationship. Hadley wants it all, while Ravi just wants to make sure his best friend, Chase, never finds out what happened between the two of them. When they're forced to live together will Ravi be able to resist the woman he hasn't stopped thinking about for over a year, or will it be too hard to resist?
***Each book in the Sexy Nerd Boys series can be read as a stand alone novel
***This book contains adult language and descriptive sex scenes
Limerence: the state of infatuation.
Infatuation: a short–lived but intense attraction to another person.
What constitutes short–lived? A week? A month? A year? I’m thinking three years is probably past the grace period to describe something as short–lived. The intense part though? Yeah, I’ve got that covered.
The rhythmic pounding of feet on pavement has always been soothing to me. Finding that perfect pace where you can zone out and just run. There’s nothing like it.
I often let my mind wander during these bi–weekly cross–country runs with the track team. I think about the future; mostly what I wish it would be instead of what it will be. And I spend a lot of time doing my best not to think about…
“Hadley Parker,” Greg Peterson says reverently to a sophomore, whose name I can’t remember, a few paces ahead of me. “I’m telling you man, she is so fucking hot.”
I bite my tongue until I taste blood. Greg Peterson is too big of a tool to have the right to even say her name.
“Isn’t her brother, Chase, crazy overprotective?”
Hell yeah, Chase is overprotective. As far as he’s concerned, no one is good enough for his sister. Not even his best friend in the world…that would be me.
“I guess so, but she’s like a secret agent or some shit. She’s really good at sneaking around so big brother doesn’t kill a guy,” Greg says with a laugh.
Bile rises in my throat. This doesn’t sound like a hypothetical have you seen that chick’s rack type conversation. He obviously has been with Hadley. Not that it’s any of my business who Hadley is sneaking around with.
Having a ridiculously inappropriate crush on your best friend’s twin sister really sucks.
Lounging on the hood of Ravi’s car, basking in the sun, watching the water off the lake ripple invitingly…this is heaven. It also doesn’t hurt to have the love of my life lying next to me, our shoulders almost touching. Unfortunately, it’s never going to happen with Ravi. A twinge of sadness attempts to wrap itself around my heart but I take a deep breath and let the sweet spring air chase all of the sorrow away.
Ravi has been best friends with my twin brother, Chase, since kindergarten. And, by extension, one of my best friends as well. I’ve been madly, stupidly, unrequitedly in love with him for four years.
I realized I liked Ravi as more than a friend or brother when I was fourteen. I was at my first boy/girl party and ended up having to kiss Tim Marcus during a game of spin the bottle. He had been sitting right next to Ravi in the circle and when the bottle landed on Tim instead of Ravi my stomach had lurched in disappointment. I hadn’t thought much about what it would be like to kiss Ravi until that moment. But once the thought entered my mind, it became an obsession.
I spent ungodly amounts to time imagining Ravi and I kissing, holding hands, telling people he was my boyfriend. Those were my fantasies about him when I was fourteen, but as I matured so did my fantasies. Boy did they ever. Last summer when I saw him shirtless for the first time since he’d joined the track team—I had to change my panties afterward.
“So, graduation is in two weeks, what do you want to be when you grow up?”
“You know I’m going to be a doctor,” Ravi responds, a hint of resignation in his husky voice. Ever since he went through puberty, his voice has dropped about ten octaves. I get goosebumps every time he opens his mouth.
“I didn’t ask what you’re going to do to please mommy and daddy. I asked what you want to be.” I bump his shoulder playfully.
He sighs, giving me a sidelong glance.
“It’s dorky,” Ravi warns with a grimace.
“You’re an Indian boy with a pompadour and Star Wars bed sheets. I already figured that your dream career would be dorky,” I tease.
“Don’t be jealous of my awesome hairdo and badass bed sheets,” he quips. “I…um…want to be a writer. I’ve written a few science fiction stories,” he admits, a blush creeping into his golden brown cheeks.
“That’s so awesome. Could I read something sometime?”
“Sure, maybe,” he mutters. “Are you seeing Greg Peterson?” he blurts, catching me off guard.
My mouth falls open and I grapple for words.
I’d been very careful to keep any and all of my “boyfriends”—and I use that term loosely—quiet. One reason for this is Chase, because he’s the most overprotective brother in the world. But, the other reason was Ravi. I didn’t want him to think I was a skank. I did spend some ‘quality time’ with Greg. But it was because he wasn’t repulsive and I want to be well–practiced on the off chance that one day I get my chance with Ravi.
“Here and there, nothing serious,” I shrug.
For a second Ravi’s features tighten and he actually looks like he’s jealous.
My heart flutters at the possibility that Ravi could see me as more than a little sister. I decide right then and there that I’m not letting Ravi leave for college before I give him my virginity. I’ve kept it for him and this may be my last chance.
I’m not stupid. I know Ravi and I can never really be together. That doesn’t mean I can’t have him just once. Then, he can go away to college while I stay in Colorado. We’ll both move on and remain best friends who shared something special. My mind’s made up.
Other Books In the Sexy Nerd Boys Series
Worth the Wait (Sexy Nerd Boys,1)
She’s got issues. He’s got rules for his one night stands.
Can they break through the b.s. and find love?
Naughty Angel (Sexy Nerd Boys, 2)
What does a tattooed lothario do with a naive virgin? Teach her everything he knows, of course.
Impossible Girl (Sexy Nerd Boys, 2.5)
The only thing more difficult than catching her, is keeping her.
About The Author
My passion is the written word. Whether I'm reading or writing, I never feel happier than when I have a good book on hand. I love to read sci-fi, fantasy, and romance. However, I typically only write romance (for now at least).
The most important thing to me in regards to my writing is to create strong female characters and men who are secure enough in their masculinity to handle these fiery women.
In addition to strong female characters I have an obsession with nerd culture and can't help but make it a theme in my books