The Wild Child
*Book 1 in The Wild Child Series*
I let him stop us and he pulls me into him. I push him back immediately, even though that's the last thing my body wants me to do. "I've never seen you stick up for me," he remarks, letting me go. He looks down at me with his eyebrows raised. "It was hot."
I push him in his chest and laugh. "Yeah, well don't get used to it."
"You don't mean that, Halleboo, we both know how much you wanna help me." He wiggles his eyebrows at me and I shake my head, unable to hide my smile.
"You are so fucking gross, Brandon."
"Just the way you like it."
"Oh god, you are seriously delusional, just take me home, please." I turn and spot Jamie's car across the lot and start walking.
Brandon jogs up behind me and slows when he meets my stride. "I'm not taking you home."
"Oh? And where exactly do you think I'll actually want to go with you?"
Brandon Iverson is bad in every sense of the word. He steals, He has tattoos, he rides a motorcycle, he breaks rules and he breaks hearts. There is one person that can calm this wild child and her name is Halle Clayton. All he has to do is get her to see that she is what he really needs.
Halle has thought Brandon's ways to get her attention were annoying almost her whole life, but now he's switched things up and instead of picking on her, he's taking care of her. Halle tries hard to ignore his advances but he makes things really hard when he proves to her that she really is the only one he cares about.