Naughty Nights: A Bad Boy Romance by Sophie Brooks Read Free Book Online

thought. Crap. What a time for my brain to kick in. I felt guilty for even thinking it, but I’d been hurt before. I’d been betrayed by someone I thought was my friend.  
    Luke leaned back, looking at me questioningly. I wiggled out from underneath him, managing to get into a sitting position.
    “What’s wrong?” he asked.  
    “Was it all about this? About ending up in bed?”  
    For a moment, he looked genuinely shocked. “No. Of course not.”  
    I look down at his legs twisted under him. “It’s just … you’re the only real friend I’ve made since I moved here.”  
    Luke took my hands and waited until I looked up at him. “You have to know that we are friends. Real friends.” He continued to stare at me, still worried. “I admit it, you’re gorgeous. I’d have to be blind not to notice. But I also like you for you. You’re smart. You’re funny. You’re lousy at ordering Indian food, but you’re a kind person. And you’re good with old people.”  
    That last one finally made me smile. He was definitely the first guy to list that among my attributes. Okay, so maybe I’d jumped the gun. After all, I’d thought he was hot from the first moment I saw him, too.  
    Luke looked more relaxed now that I’d smiled. “I really like you, Darcy. Yeah, I wanted to ask you out, but I thought you needed a friend. It’s good to become friends first. I didn’t want to be the creep who hit on you your first night in a new city. I’m not Barry.”
    “Who?”  
    “You know, the guy in the skinny jeans who flirts on every woman in the building. Surely he’s hit on you.”  
    “Oh, him. I call him the horny guy from the second floor.”  
    “That’s the one. He’s actually not an ass if no women are around. But when they are … hell, I bet he’s even hit on Mrs. Townsend.”  
    I laughed. “Hey, she’s still got game. She’s a sharp old lady.” Luke had made me feel better, and I was grateful. But now he dropped my hands and looked lost in thought.  
    “What?”  
    “Maybe Barry could help us,” he said.  
    “I’ve got one horny man here already, I don’t need another one. Especially him. Ugh.”  
    But Luke’s mind was no longer in the gutter—unfortunately. “I told you, he’s not a bad guy most of the time. He could call the front desk, say that there was some kind of problem in his room, and when she goes up to check, I could slip out.”  
    “Would he do that?”  
    “Sure. He’s always telling me I need to get more puss—er—female friends.” He fixed me with an innocent look as if I didn’t know what kind of bad boy he really was. “Anyway, he’ll be on board—solidarity among bros or something like that.”  
    I scooted back and leaned against the headboard, my arms clasped around my knees as Luke made the call. As he’d anticipated, Barry was happy to help. They spent a few minutes working out what kind of problem Barry would pretend to have.  
    “Yeah, that might work,” Luke said. “Thanks, man.”  
    He hung up and turned to me. “He’s gonna call in about two minutes. Watch out the peephole—you should be able to see her when she crosses to the elevator.”  
    Nodding, I watched him gather his wallet and phone, and his long discarded shirt. I was surprised by the stab of disappointment that went through me. Obviously, the most important thing was getting him out of here safely, but still, it had been an interesting morning. Preceded by an interesting evening the night before. After all this closeness, I wasn’t looking forward to being separated by the front desk again.  
    I crossed the room and looked out into the hall. The front desk wasn’t visible, but I could see the area by the elevator, though the view was a bit distorted. I watched and waited, but nothing happened.  
    Luke paced up and down the room, far less patient than me. Finally, his phone buzzed.  
    He listened for a moment. “Shit. Hold on.” He looked at me. “She said