Drive Me Wild. P.J. Mellor
Books by P.J. Mellor
PLEASURE BEACH
GIVE ME MORE
MAKE ME SCREAM
DRIVE ME WILD
THE COWBOY
(with Vonna Harper, Nelissa Donovan, and Nikki Alton)
THE FIREFIGHTER
(with Susan Lyons and Alyssa Brooks)
NAUGHTY, NAUGHTY
(with Melissa MacNeal and Valerie Martinez)
ONLY WITH A COWBOY
(with Melissa MacNeal and Vonna Harper)
Published by Kensington Publishing Corp.
Drive Me Wild
P.J. MELLOR
APHRODISIA
KENSINGTON BOOKS
http://www.kensingtonbooks.com
To Peggy Hamilton-Swire, with much love and gratitude.
I couldn’t have done it without you, Peg!
Acknowledgments
Special thanks to John Scognamiglio—we make a great team! I look forward to working with you for many years to come.
Contents
Double Trouble
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Double the Pleasure
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Double the Fun
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Epilogue
1
“N o way in hell.” Ryan Wright squinted in the late afternoon sun at his twin brother, Braedon, and wondered what kind of mess his sibling had gotten himself into this time.
“Please.” Braedon cleared his throat, and took a draw from the sweating longneck before setting it back on the sun-bleached wood table between them. He glanced nervously around the deck of the deserted ice house before zeroing in on his brother again. “You loved the twin trick when we were kids.”
“We’re not kids now. We weren’t kids the last few times, in fact.”
“I wouldn’t ask if I had any other choice. I’ll never ask you for another thing. I swear.”
“You swore last time.” Ryan stood and threw some bills on the table, trying to ignore the way the hairs on the back of his neck stood on alert whenever he was near his twin brother. “Not only did it cost me several thousand, it damn near wrecked my life.”
Braedon’s hand on his arm halted Ryan’s exit. “Please. Don’t you think you’re the very last person I’d ask for a favor?” He gave a bark of laughter. “Unfortunately, you’re the only one I can ask. The only one who will do. What do you want me to do? Beg? I’ll beg. Hell, I’ll do whatever it takes to get you to help me, to agree to do this just one more time.” He raked a hand through his short blond hair. “This is my life we’re talking about here,” he added in a strangled voice.
“My God, what kind of trouble are you in?” Ryan sank back into his chair and gauged his brother’s expression. In his experience, Braedon’s face told him more than his mouth. And right now it was telling Ryan his brother was scared shitless.
“I made some, uh, less than solid investments, took some chances that didn’t pan out.” He held up his hand. “I know, we all do that occasionally. But I thought I could fix it. I took out a loan. Then another. And another.”
Dread clawed at Ryan’s stomach. “I get the feeling these loans weren’t from a bank.”
Braedon scrubbed at his face and shook his head.
“How much?” Despite his firm resolution to not aid his irresponsible brother again, he reached into his open sport coat for his checkbook. When Braedon remained silent, Ryan looked up, pen poised.
“More than you can float me, this time,” Braedon said in a choked voice.
“How much?” Ryan asked again.
“Eight hundred would get them off my back for a while.”
“Only eight hundred dollars? Sorry, bro, but I don’t understand how you can be so bent out of shape over eight hundred dollars.”
“That’s eight hundred thousand dollars… bro. And, like I said, it’s only a payment.”
Ryan stopped writing.
“I can’t help you this time,” he said, closing the checkbook and slipping it back into his coat.
“Ah, but that’s where you’re wrong, big brother. Like I said, you’re the only one who can. And it won’t cost you anything except a few days out of your life.”
Ryan wrestled with the pros and cons. He’d told Braedon he was finished with him and his stupid get-rich-quick schemes and shell games, that he was tired of bailing him out every time he turned around.