Naughty and Notorious Read Online Alexa Riley

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23208 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 116(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
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They ran out of stock every day, and people wanted to place orders as well. It was overwhelming at first, but my sweet, supportive husband went and added a catering kitchen to our home. Along with hiring a couple of girls to help out every day.

“I knew you could do it.” She bumps her shoulder with mine. “How does Judge handle all this?”

“He’s proud of me. I mainly work when he does so I think the only thing he’s not a fan of is the attention I get around town now. Everyone knows who I am.”

Dotty lets out a giggle in understanding. Her husband is the same way. I’m just happy that our husbands get along so well.

“Should we go find the guys?” I ask, looking back over my shoulder. I’m surprised they haven't hunted us down, but they might think we’re busy working.

“They’re over at the rodeo.” I take off the long-sleeve shirt I’m wearing over my tank top and tie it around my waist. Dotty raises her eyebrows at me.

“What? I have a shirt on underneath it and it’s burning up.”

“If you say so.” She smirks. “Your boobs look bigger.”

I look down at them, and she’s right. The bra did feel a little snug when I put it on this morning.

“Are you saying I should lay off my own treats?” I tease her.

“Shut up. I was fishing to find out if you’re pregnant. How wonderful would it be if we were pregnant together?”

“I wouldn't be upset about it. It’s bound to happen with how Judge and I go at it all the time.” I’m a little shocked that I wasn't knocked up months ago.

“When was your last period?” she asks under her breath so no one else can hear.

My mind blanks. I’ve been so busy I haven’t really paid much attention. “I can’t remember,” I say, and Dotty’s whole face lights up with excitement.

“You should use my doctor. She’s wonderful.”

“You want to get a corn dog? I’m craving some mustard.”

“Mustard? You hate mustard. Why are you changing the subject?”

“Cause I’m hungry?” I also don’t want to get my hopes up. I’m not too worried about it because it will happen when it happens. Judge hasn't said much about kids, but I know he wants some. He knows I’m not on birth control, and he’s never used a condom.

“Yeah, I could go for a corn dog too. Fair food is the best.” I nod in agreement as we start our search but get distracted by fried Oreos. My phone starts to buzz in my pocket when we finally find a corn dog stand. I can’t answer because my hands are full, and Dotty looks to be having the same problem.

“I guess I need to eat fast,” I joke, taking a giant bite of the corn dog so my hands will be free. “Oh man,” I complain as mustard drops onto my white shirt. “I think my husband planned that so I’ll have to put my other shirt back on.” Dotty laughs as I try to polish off the rest of my food quickly.

“I’ve never seen someone deep throat a corn dog like that.” I turn to see a couple of guys about my age staring at me. “Let me get that.” The man reaches out and swipes the mustard off my shirt with his thumb, right across my breast.

“Oh man, I made it worse.” He starts to bring his thumb to his mouth, but a giant hand wraps around his wrist to stop him.

“Did you just touch my wife?” Judge growls, and I love that sound because it can turn me on instantly.

The man has to lean his head back to look up at Judge. My husband looms over the guy, looking fit to be tied.

“I-I didn't know, sir,” he stutters.

“She’s got a giant fucking ring on her finger, not that it matters. You don't reach out and touch a woman without her permission.” His hold on the man must tighten because he lets out a low whimper.

“Everything okay here, Judge?” Sheriff Kent asks. The man looks relieved that the sheriff is here—as if that would stop Judge.

“This asshole thinks he can touch women any way he wants.”

Kent narrows his eyes on the guy. “I’ve got it from here,” he tells Judge.

After a moment of hesitation, Judge reluctantly lets the guy go. Kent puts him in cuffs and I’m sure he’s getting kicked out of our town. We watch as both of them are escorted out of the fair while Dotty fights a smile. Clay’s got his arm around her, and they’re both enjoying the show.

“I didn't want him to swipe my boob.” I really hadn't, but damn, that possessive look Judge has got on his face is making me tingle all over.

“Are you ready, wife?” he asks.

“I don’t think you’re really asking.” I take the last bite of my corn dog and nod.



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