Ignoring the Rules

His best friend’s little sister is all grown up, and she’s the most stunning woman he’s ever seen. He needs to make her his, but that’s against the rules...

There’s a code between friends.

A line drawn in the sand.

A set of rules you never go against.

Sleeping with your best friend’s sister is one of them.

Not that I want to sleep with her. No. What I want goes far deeper than that.

It’s been years since I’ve seen Bianca Russo. She was the cute pigtailed kid sister who’d hang around and drive us guys nuts. But that was years ago. I left for college and never looked back.

It isn’t until I wander into a random bar that I see her again, all grown up, and walking toward me like a dream. I’ve never been the kind of guy who believes in love at first sight, but one look at the woman she’s become, and I want her in every way there is. No. I need her.

Her brother is going to kill me. I made a promise to never break the rules, but if I’m going to follow my heart, I’ll have to risk it all and ignore the rules completely.

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I wander down the street and come to an interesting looking bar. The big, hot pink neon sign above the door is shaped like a palm tree and flashes the words, Wayward Ways. Something about this place calls to me, and I decide to give it a try.
The muscle-bound asshole sitting on a stool at the entrance mumbles, “Twenty.” And I assume he means twenty bucks, so I pull out my wallet and hand over the money before making my way past the obnoxious group of drunk assholes sitting at the bar. Once the loud music hits me, I question my sanity for coming here. The place is crammed full, and I stick out like a sore thumb. This is obviously a hookup hot spot for college-aged kids, and I’m in the wrong spot to relax and forget my troubles. On one side of the bar, a large group of frat boys has made themselves at home while a group of debutantes on the prowl attempt to get their attention. An oblong dance floor surrounded by floor-to-ceiling speakers comprises the whole other side of the bar. The blaring music fills the entire room, creating a suffocating din, and the dance floor is so packed everyone moves as a unit.
My original plan to unwind and relax flies out the window when I spot her. Holy fuck. Every muscle in my body tightens, and my cock turns to stone. She’s perfection in human form. Her cinnamon-colored hair falls in soft waves around her angelic face. She’s halfway wearing a tiny black skirt that barely covers her perfect ass. As my eyes travel down her long, tan, graceful legs, I picture them wrapped around my shoulders while I make her scream. She laughs at something, and my cock nearly bursts through my pants when her huge tits jiggle under the tiny, hot pink t-shirt stretched across her chest.
Shaking my head, I try to clear the insane thoughts from my mind as I watch some dumb fuck walk up and touch her shoulder. Even from across the room, I see her stiffen and grimace before looking up at the asshole with a forced smile. I’m too far away to hear their exchange, but his arrogant smirk speaks volumes. Her skin blanches when his fingers tighten, and my roar fills the space around me.
Red hot rage rushes through me, and I’m unable to stop myself from thundering over to the stunning girl and tearing his hand away. The little fucker stumbles back a few steps then charges me, and my fist conveniently finds his face several times. The asshole bouncer comes tearing through the crowd and steps between us. Another fucker appears from out of nowhere. Each of them grabs one of us. The asshole holding my arm growls, “We’re taking this shit outside.” Fuck, I haven’t been in a bar brawl since college.
After they shove us out the door, the little asshole reaches into his pocket and grabs his phone before yelling at me, “Do you know who I am? I’m a big deal in this town.” He wipes the blood off of his lip before attempting to dial. “Don’t leave. I’m having you arrested for assault.” Fuck me. Now, I have this shit to deal with.
“Then I’ll have you arrested for sexual assault.” Her smoky voice comes from the doorway of the club, and I spin around to find my gorgeous girl has followed us out. After she walks over to stand next to me, my girl glares at the asshole. “You grabbed my boob and rubbed your tiny dick up against my ass, even though I told you several times to stop.” My growl fills the night. Before I can attack the little shit again, she places a hand on my chest and gives me a slight shake of her head. “I think you need to leave and forget the bar fight.” She shrugs nonchalantly and looks down at her fingernails then winks at me. “Or I’ll have you arrested while they’re arresting this man, and I’ll make sure you’re no longer a big deal in this town.”
The fucker pales. “You bitch.”
Her delicate scent surrounds me as she wraps her arms around my waist to hold me back. The stupid asshole realizes he’s gone too far and flees in the opposite direction while she runs her hands soothingly up my back. “That jerk is here all the time. I’ll let Bobby and Jerry know not to let him in the front door anymore.” She stiffens a little and pulls back to look up and smile at me. “You’ve gotten even taller.”
Confusion runs through me as I stare down into her face. Her stunning heart-shaped face looks vaguely familiar, and I search my mind trying to place her. Surely, I would never forget this girl. As she waits for my reply, she turns her head to the side slightly, and I watch her stunning eyes narrow. “I don’t believe this. You have no idea who I am.” The beauty growls something under her breath before shaking her head angrily, and then she attempts to storm by me.
“Hold up.” I step into her path and frantically wrack my brain, but I’m still drawing a blank.
“I can’t believe you forgot me. You asshole.” As she shoves me away, I look around for hidden cameras, wondering if I’m being set up. This girl is unforgettable. She slaps her hands onto those curvy hips and takes mercy on me. “You practically lived at my house throughout your school years, and my brother has been one of your best friends since diapers.” My mouth falls open.
“Bianca?” Holy shit. She’s changed from an adorable schoolgirl into a stunning bombshell. “Does your brother know you’re shaking your ass in that getup?” My eyes travel from the top of her shiny auburn hair to the tips of her dainty feet, and I take in the tiny outfit barely containing her curves along the way. I know Hudson Russo would never approve of this outfit. Hell, he threatened to maim any boy who even looked too long at his baby sister.
“Fuck you, dickhead.” When Bianca tries to stomp off again, I turn off the rational part of my mind and wrap my arm around her waist. “What…”
I don’t have an answer for Bianca, so I keep quiet as I throw her squirming ass over my shoulder and race down the street for my rental car. “Hey, Spaghetti arms, pinch me one more time, and I’ll...” I warn, and she reaches down to continue pinching my ass. When I smack her tight ass cheeks, she knees me in the chest, and I nearly drop her. “You’re going to send me into cardiac arrest doing that,” I manage to wheeze out.
“Then stop being a Neanderthal, dickhead,” she hisses at me over my shoulder. “Aren’t you a lawyer? Didn’t they teach you all about kidnapping and how it’s illegal, or did you miss that day?”
Looking back, I wonder how I failed to recognize her. As soon as she opens her mouth, there’s no mistaking the smartass.