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Just My Luck: Holiday Romance, #4
Just My Luck: Holiday Romance, #4
Just My Luck: Holiday Romance, #4
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Just My Luck: Holiday Romance, #4

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I'm not sure if this little green dress is a lucky charm or a curse. The scrap of fabric is the catalyst of the most humiliating St. Patrick's Day of my life (curse). In which I had to be rescued by my best friend's older brother (curse). Whom I've had a crush on since I was ten (curse, also, but can hardly blame the dress).

 

But he's looking at me a lot differently than he did when I hid all my curves under baggy clothes (lucky). And now we're stranded in his house during an ice storm (lucky). And I think I might finally lose my V status (lucky).

 

But he also has a VERY BIG PROBLEM (curse) that makes him a locker room joke of envious men, a novelty item for only the bravest of women, and not a very good starter model for a girl with untried womanhood (curse curse curse).

 

But rearranging a few internal organs to make room for love is a small price to pay, right?

 

Author Confession: Best friend's older brother, forced proximity, and BDE are a few of my favorite things. Sometimes, when two people are meant to be together, true love requires them to work together to make all the pieces fit.

 

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PublisherBrill Harper
Release dateFeb 29, 2024
ISBN9798227257888
Just My Luck: Holiday Romance, #4
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Brill Harper

Unfailingly filthy...and super sweet Brill's books are filthy/sweet for when you're in the mood for something a little over the top. Okay, a lot over the top. Sorry, not sorry.  Brill Harper is represented by Deidre Knight of The Knight Agency.

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    Just My Luck - Brill Harper

    About this Book

    I’M NOT SURE IF THIS little green dress is a lucky charm or a curse. The scrap of fabric is the catalyst of the most humiliating St. Patrick’s Day of my life (curse). In which I had to be rescued by my best friend’s older brother (curse). Whom I’ve had a crush on since I was ten (curse, also, but can hardly blame the dress).

    But he’s looking at me a lot differently than he did when I hid all my curves under baggy clothes (lucky). And now we’re stranded in his house during an ice storm (lucky). And I think I might finally lose my V status (lucky).

    But he also has a VERY BIG PROBLEM (curse) that makes him a locker room joke of envious men, a novelty item for only the bravest of women, and not a very good starter model for a girl with untried womanhood (curse curse curse).

    But rearranging a few internal organs to make room for love is a small price to pay, right?

    Author Confession: Best friend’s older brother, forced proximity, and BDE are a few of my favorite things. Sometimes, when two people are meant to be together, true love requires them to work together to make all the pieces fit.

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    Ginger

    ST. PATRICK’S DAY

    There is no way in hell I can wear this dress.

    It’s super sexy, and I can’t pull off super sexy. I can’t even pull off almost sexy. Super sexy is a bridge too far.

    Oh my God, GinGin. You need to wear that tonight. That color of green is fire on you, says my best friend, Jules, as she twirls around in her own mini-dress.

    I roll my eyes. You have said that about every dress I tried on.

    I still think jeans and a hoodie would be fine. But that is why Jules won’t let me dress myself and has made me try on a bajillion dresses from her closet.

    That’s because it’s true. You look great in all of them. But trust me, Ginger, you’ll turn heads in that dress.

    I take a deep breath and look at myself in the mirror. The dress hugs every curve of my body and the deep V-neckline plunges down to nearly my belly button. I feel exposed and vulnerable, but at the same time, there’s a thrill that runs through me at the thought of wearing something so daring.

    Jules sees the hesitation on my face and walks over to me. Come on, GinGin. It’s time to step out of your comfort zone. You deserve to feel sexy and confident.

    I nod slowly, still unsure if I can pull it off.

    Are you sure I don’t look too slutty?

    You look just the right amount of slutty, she says. Also, are you saying my clothes are slutty?

    One side-eye is all she needs to burst out laughing. Jules is not exactly a classy girl. Which suits her just fine. She has no problem flaunting her assets and using her looks to get what she wants. But that’s not me. I’ve always been the quiet one, the bookish one. And, truth be told, I’ve always been a little envious of Jules’s confidence.

    But tonight, in this dress, I feel like I could be someone else entirely. Someone bold and daring, someone who isn’t afraid to take risks. Maybe I will even create that Ignitr account Jules has been bugging me to try.

    Probably not. I don’t think I’m ready for hook-up culture.

    Ideally, I want someone a few years older than me. Someone who thinks brains are as sexy as tits. Someone who will be exclusive and who wants to teach me everything I’ve been missing out on. This special someone is also going to have to be able to take me out of my head so all this can happen. And that is no easy task. I’ll need shock and awe for sure. Because this nerdy girl is very trapped in her head.

    That’s a lot to put on a dating app profile.

    Jules claps her hands together. Let’s finish the look. She pulls out a pair of stiletto heels from her closet and hands them to me. These will elongate your legs and make you look like a goddess.

    And break my neck, but sure, why not.

    I slip them on and stand up straighter, feeling the power of the heels and the dress combined. I stare at myself in the mirror, feeling like a completely different person. The reflection staring back at me is a far cry from my usual reserved self.

    Jules grins. See? I told you. You look amazing.

    I can feel my cheeks heating up with a blush. Thanks, Jules. I don’t know if I can handle the attention though.

    Don’t worry. I’ll be there to take at least half the attention away from you. She pumps up her boobs in her dress. You’re going to get that V-card punched for sure tonight. It’s your lucky night and that is your lucky dress.

    My virginity is something that I’ve held onto for a long time. It’s not that I haven’t had opportunities, but I’ve always been too scared to take that step. Jules, on the other hand, has had her fair share of experiences and always encourages me to take a chance.

    Now, as I near my twentieth birthday, virginity seems like a brick weighing me down. The longer I don’t have sex, the more nervous about having sex I am. And the more nervous about having sex I am, the longer I put off having it.

    Let’s do makeup and pre-funk, she suggests.

    I nod, following her to the bathroom where she starts applying makeup to my face after I put in my dreaded contact lenses. I hate wearing them so much. I close my eyes and let her work her magic. As she finishes up, I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror and can hardly believe the transformation. I look like a

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