Dangerous Curves Ahead 2 (Cowboy / BBW Erotic Romance) by Arabella Quinn Page A

nothing- Oh my God, is he married?”
    “No. Well, actually I don’t even know. He
could be. But, after he got what he wanted, it slipped out that he had
overheard our conversation in the booth.”
    Jenna tried to remember the conversation.
“What were we talking about? What did he hear us say exactly?”
    Krista groaned. “That I was desperate.
That I hadn’t gotten laid in forever. God, I forgot about that until just now.
But even more humiliating, he heard that I had never had an orgasm with a man.
And I guess he made it his special mission to change that.”
    Jenna had to suppress a smile. “Well,
that’s a little embarrassing, but it’s hardly devastating. So did he succeed at
his mission?”
    Krista’s mouth dropped open. “That’s not
the point. The point is that he knew how desperate I was. That I was an easy
target for a quick no-strings fuck.”
    “Isn’t that exactly what you wanted too,
Krista? I don’t see what the big deal is…” Jenna’s voice trailed off when she
saw the look of pain flash over Krista’s face.
    Krista frowned. “It wouldn’t be a big
deal if I hadn’t allowed myself to think that he might just be interested in
me. That he could ever be interested in a girl like me for even a
moment. I was so stupid.”
    Jenna studied her friend. “What do you
mean – a girl like you?”
    “I mean, fat. Don’t give me that look,
Jenna.” Krista began wringing her hands. “You saw him. He was gorgeous.”
    Sighing, Jenna spoke carefully. “You’re
gorgeous, too. You’ve got a killer body, Krista. Lots of men prefer voluptuous
and curvy over boney and stick-thin. Your real problem is all in your head,
girl. It’s your self-esteem that needs work. Trust me, I saw the way Jake
looked at you; he was definitely interested.”
    Krista laughed bitterly. “ Jake . His
real name is Neil. He just used a fake name to get laid. Then he slunk away
afterwards when he got what he wanted.”
    Jenna shook her head in disbelief. “What?
That doesn't make any sense. That man doesn't need gimmicks to get a woman into
his bed. Are you sure, Krista?”
    Krista walked over to the trash can and
opened it. She pulled out a familiar looking cowboy hat and handed it to Jenna.
“Jake must have forgotten this during his mad dash to escape last night. Read
the inside.”
    Jenna took the hat and read the faded
words: For Neil, With Love Forever: Cassie. “ So, maybe he’s not
with this Cassie anymore and he just kept wearing the hat. He’s not necessarily
a cheater. Did you ask him?”
    Jenna was busy pulling some ripped up
pieces of paper out of the hat while her friend answered. “He gave me a fake
name! I don’t care how great the sex was; he overheard our conversation and
swooped in for an easy lay. He’s a liar and probably a cheater. I’m just mad
that I let myself get played so easily.”
    “So he was great in bed? Did he
give you that elusive orgasm?” Jenna smiled at her friend’s exasperation.
    Krista groaned as she headed over to the
coffeepot to refill her mug. “Several of them. And now, on top of everything
else, I know what loser guys I’ve been dating.”
    Jenna put the two halves of the miniature
envelope together recognizing the name of the local floral shop. She attempted
to piece together the shredded card that came with it and could read only a few
bits: … big misunderstanding. Please let… Call me. Jake.
    “ If he was that terrific in bed, maybe you should at least talk
to him. Give him a chance to explain?”
    Krista whirled around. “No! I never want
to see him again. He humiliated me and used me. I just want to forget it ever
happened. And don’t tell Sarah about it either.”
    Stuffing the papers surreptitiously into
her pocket, Jenna answered. “Okay. Okay. I won’t mention it to Sarah. But don’t
let this one guy sour you on the whole male species. At the very least, you got
some good sex from him.”
    “It was too good. Now I’m just going to scrub him from