Exclusive excerpt: Talk British To Me by Robin Beilman

Talk British To Me—a sexy new standalone by Robin Bielman is out today! I’m thrilled to share with you an excerpt to get you started!

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About Talk British To Me

As the Dating Guy on L.A.’s top morning show, I give the single guy’s perspective on dating, love, and sex—and I give great advice. Everyone’s hooking up…well, except for me. Sure, I can get any woman I want, but I’ve got a “no relationship” clause in my contract and the only woman I want has “relationship” written all over her. Probably stamped on her ass, too. And wouldn’t I like to confirm that.

Unfortunately, she wants nothing to do with me. At all. Something about the next Ice Age might have even come up in her rebuttal. Adorable. Because she’s determined to ignore what one simple kiss proved: she wants me as badly as I want her.

Everything in me is screaming to go after her, but I’ve got a secret that I’m fairly certain will end up with her roasting my nuts over an open fire. So, job on the line? Check. Nuts on the line? Check. Can’t get her out of my head? Nail…meet coffin. But what a way to go…

Excerpt

“Want to watch a movie?” Teague asks.

I raise my eyebrows.

“Not that kind of movie!”

Wishful thinking.

This is my cue to leave. To tell her I can’t stay. It’s not that late; I can meet up with Elliot and Levi for a beer, do some “work,” but I don’t want to get off this couch. I want to stay in this cozy home with this gentle, authentic, beautiful girl and watch whatever movie she wants.

This is a fucking problem, but one I’m apparently going to ignore because I say, “Sounds good.”

“Okay, why don’t you pick one?” She stands. “I’ll be right back. I’m going to change out of my work clothes.”

Two more reasons why I need to get my ass out the door. She’s nice enough to let me pick the movie and she’s comfortable enough around me to change into her pajamas, I’m guessing. Wait a minute. She doesn’t sleep in pajamas.

I’ll stay for a few. See what she comes out in, then tell her I actually need to get going.

Which makes me a total ass. She’s carrying on with the friend thing and I’m…I’m at a fucking loss. I want in this girl’s pants, but I like her too much to date and ditch her. Which is what I do. What I have to do to keep my job.

I’m discovering the friend thing might be too hard for me with her.

Yep. Definitely too hard. In all the wrong places, I might add. Because she walks back into the room wearing the Dodgers nightshirt I gave her, and the first thought to run through my head is I don’t want anyone else to see her like this. She’s adorable. Sexy. The kind of girl any guy with a pulse would want to take to bed. I want to fuck her in every position I can think of. And let me tell you, it’s a talent how many I can think of.

“Are you okay?” she asks, sitting down and picking up the remote. “I leave you one simple task and you look like your head is about to explode.”

“I have to…”

“You have to?” Her attention is on the television and pulling up the movies available on demand.

Go. I have to go. But the word doesn’t want to come out and mess up what I’ve started. That’s right. I started this. She wanted nothing to do with me, and I pressed for more. Insinuated myself into her life without thinking. Like she was my force field and I’d crash and burn if I didn’t stay in her orbit.

I can do this. I can ignore how hard my cock is right now.

“Nothing,” I say.

She cuts me a sideways glance. “Are you sure?

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