Free Hard Curves (Dangerous Curves Book 2) by Marysol James

OK? He’s not a serious guy and you’re a serious woman.”
    “What do you mean, I’m serious?” Naomi said.
    “I mean, when you’re ready for it, you’re going to go looking for the real deal, yeah? Commitment and romance and love… you’re a one-man kind of woman, and that’s exactly the one kind of woman that King isn’t in to.” Mitch’s face was grave. “The ladies love him – but he never loves ‘em back. You follow?”
    Naomi nodded slowly. “Yeah. I hear you, loud and clear.”
    “A shame, really,” Reena piped up. “Because he is sex on legs.”
    “I know , right?”
    “Hey!” Mitch said mock-indignantly. “I’m sitting right here, sugar!”
    Reena winked at him. “Deal with it, sugar. Matt Kingston is smoking hot, and being a serial womanizer and commitment-phobe does not change that fact.”
    “Yeah,” Naomi said ruefully. “Unfortunately, that is completely true.”

Chapter Six
Three weeks later
    King kissed Callie goodbye on the cheek and watched her head off through the Heart Center. He turned to Noah.
    “OK, man. Have a good day. Remember that Sarah and Jax can’t pick you guys up today, so Garrett will be here at three o’clock, yeah?”
    “Yeah. King?”
    “What’s up?”
    “You understand women?”
    King paused. “Well, Noah, I’ve been on this planet for almost thirty-five years, and just about the last thing I’d say that I understand is women.”
    “Oh.” Noah turned to go.
    “Wait, hold up. I was trying to be funny.”
    “Yes?”
    “Yeah.”
    “You weren’t.”
    “Sorry.”
    “So you understand women?”
    “A bit. What do you want to know?”
    Noah looked at Callie’s retreating back. “How can I be a boyfriend?”
    King cocked his head, intrigued at the turn this conversation had just taken. “You like a woman, Noah?”
    “Yes. But I won’t tell you who.”
    “OK. Keep that to yourself for now.”
    “OK.”
    “And you want her for a girlfriend?”
    “Yes.”
    King stared at Noah for a few seconds, trying to think how to handle this situation. “Sit down, man.”
    They sat, Noah gazing at King steadily.
    “OK.” King cleared his throat. “You sure you like her?”
    “Yes.”
    “And what do you…ummm…” King hesitated. “What would you like to do with her?”
    Noah blinked. “Be her boyfriend.”
    “Oh, right. Uh. So you want to – to kiss her?” It was surreal talking about his niece like this, but dammit, King was going to take one for the team. “Touch her?”
    “No.”
    “…No?”
    “ No .” Noah was very adamant on this point, King saw.
    “So what do you want to do with her, then?”
    “Be her boyfriend.”
    “I think you need to tell me what that means to you, Noah.”
    “Stand next to her. Talk to her.” Noah thought for a few seconds. “Tell her she’s pretty.”
    King had the sudden and overwhelming urge to hug Noah. “Is that what having a girlfriend is all about?”
    “Yes. Sarah and Jax do all that.”
    “Yeah, they do, don’t they?”
    “They’re happy. They laugh.”
    “You want a woman to make you happy?”
    “No.”
    “No?”
    “No. I want to make her happy.”
    King felt a lump in his throat as he stared at Noah’s earnest face. God, his words were echoing King’s most secret thoughts about Naomi, and he was stunned at the simplicity and the beauty of what Noah wanted to give Callie. He wanted to stand close to her, and talk to her, and say nice things, and give her happiness. Just happiness. Such small things; such huge fucking things.
    I think Noah’s got this all figured out. Hell, I may even learn a thing or two here.
    “OK, well.” King thought for a few seconds. “Do you talk to her?”
    “No.”
    Yeah, that’s true. They sneak little glimpses at each other in the back seat and never say a damn word. Not one word in almost a month.
    “How come?”
    Noah shrugged.
    “You’re scared to talk to her?”
    “A bit.”
    “Completely normal.”
    “Normal?”
    “I promise you it