Ethan: Bad Boys & Beauties, #2

By Lindsay Amber

Ethan: Bad Boys & Beauties Book 2
A tough Alpha Curvy Woman Romance

Cara

'I wasn't much of a risk-taker. I had never been. I preferred measured actions and steps to rash ones too. Reckless acts gave birth to regret, and if there was one thing I hated, it was regretting actions that I took and could have not made.
Luckily, I only had to wait a few minutes before the other door opened. It was the muscular man who had held the door open for me. He was the teacher of the class, I realized. I gulped and tried not to stare. Things were going to be very, very interesting.'

Ethan

'I scanned across the room as I always did, and then, I met her gaze. It was the woman with the most perfect eight-figure I had ever seen. I wanted to groan.

She is just gorgeous. I wondered how she could have such a tiny waist and yet such marvelous hips. A man could fit his hands very comfortably there.'

Some men are rough around the edges, some women show enormous inner strength, bigger than their natural beauty. Both can have dark backgrounds and stories. Will it be still room for passionate love?

This short story romance features a determined curvy woman and and a tough alpha male united in facing the world and their demons. NO cliffhangers. NO cheating. Books in the series can be read separately.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lindsay Amber
• Release date: Jan 13, 2021
• ISBN: 9781393027089

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ETHAN

A Tough Alpha Romance

BAD BOYS AND BEAUTIES #2

By Lindsay Amber

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Copyright © 2020 Lindsay Amber

Published by Armada Books

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any similarity to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

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Table of Contents

Table of Contents

1 CARA

2 ETHAN

3 CARA

4 ETHAN

5 CARA

6 ETHAN

7 CARA

8 ETHAN

9 CARA

10 ETHAN

11 CARA

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1 CARA

For the fifth time that hour, I reminded myself why I was doing what I was doing. Did I want to? No. Did I have to? No. But would I? Yes, definitely, yes. Months ago, on my way home from work, I had been kidnapped. A lot of people are captured each day, men and women. But this was different. I was accosted in broad daylight. The car had parked beside me, wound down the window, shown a gun, and asked me to get in. At several points, I know I could have reached for the gun, tossed it out of the window, and yelled for help. But I didn't; I had sat there and shivered like a leaf in the breeze. My sister, Isabella, and her now-boyfriend, Dominick, had to come to rescue me. Both of them maintained that I was not to be blamed, but I felt they said that because they weren't there. No one should be that weak or powerless. I had been. Isabella had always been a badass, and she'd ever taken care of me adequately. However, it had to stop. She would start her own life and family (pretty soon, by the way she and Dominick looked at each other). I would have to learn to take care of myself, which is not only useful but also essential. That was the reason I was there, at the doors of the Defense for Women Academy.  When I closed from the store by three, I headed down before I could change my mind.

Initially, I had wanted to go to a Unisex one. I had really wanted to learn in a place not created to mollycoddle women, but Dominick had rightly pointed out that I knew absolutely nothing (he hadn't minced words; Dominick never minced words) about defending myself or defending anything actually and so, I was better off in a place where the teachers were accustomed to dealing with women such as myself.

It had been an insult, not even veiled, but it had been right. At twenty-two, I needed to be able to protect myself well. No man