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  L.A. Misbehaved

  (Married a Stripper 2)

  M. S. Parker

  Cassie Wild

  Belmonte Publishing, LLC

  Contents

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  Note from the authors

  Part 1

  1. Astra

  2. Dash

  3. Astra

  4. Astra

  5. Dash

  6. Astra

  7. Dash

  8. Astra

  9. Dash

  10. Astra

  11. Dash

  12. Astra

  13. Dash

  14. Astra

  15. Dash

  16. Astra

  Part 2

  17. Astra

  18. Dash

  19. Astra

  20. Dash

  21. Astra

  22. Astra

  23. Dash

  24. Astra

  25. Dash

  26. Astra

  27. Astra

  28. Dash

  29. Astra

  30. Dash

  31. Astra

  32. Dash

  33. Astra

  34. Dash

  35. Astra

  36. Dash

  37. Astra

  38. Dash

  39. Astra

  40. Dash

  Bonus: Serving HIM - Complete Series

  Also by M. S. Parker

  About the Author

  Acknowledgments

  This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents are products of the writer’s imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental.

  Copyright © 2017 Belmonte Publishing LLC

  Published by Belmonte Publishing LLC

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  Note from the authors

  Thank you so much for picking up our latest romance.

  L. A. Misbehaved is a stand-alone novel in the Married a Stripper series, this time telling Astra’s story. If you haven’t read the first novel in the series, Married a Stripper, don’t worry. You don’t have to read the first book to follow along with L.A. Misbehaved, but it’ll give you some extra background information into the characters if you do.

  We hope you’ll enjoy the book, and thank you so much for reading.

  M. S. Parker & Cassie Wild

  Part I

  1

  Astra

  “Have fun.” I clung to the woman in my arms, blinking back tears.

  My best friend laughed and pulled back until I could see her dark blue eyes shine. “I’m not kidding, Astra Traore. If you start to cry, it will make me cry.”

  “I’ll cry, you’ll cry…” I gave a dramatic sigh and pulled her in for another hug. “We’ll all start to cry!”

  The thing was…it wasn’t really a joke.

  I knew it was silly to be this upset. She was just going away for a week. But it was her honeymoon, and when Piety came back, she wouldn’t be the exact same woman. Then again, she already wasn’t.

  She was no longer Piety van Allen.

  She was Piety Hastings. As of four hours ago – not to mention the numerous drinks, dances, and some rather delicious cake – she was married. For real this time.

  The tall, beautiful blond man standing next to her bent to kiss my cheek when I turned to him.

  “Take care of her.” I thought it would’ve been easier to fight back the tears now, but it wasn’t. Taking care of Piety – and her taking care of me – had been the job since first grade.

  And now I was practically the third wheel.

  No wonder I felt like crying.

  But I was happy for her.

  Of course, I was.

  It was the truth too. I didn’t even have to convince myself of that. All I’d ever wanted was for her to be happy, and Kaleb did that.

  But as I waved them off, I couldn’t lie to myself anymore. I was happy for them, but I wasn’t so sure how I felt about my own life anymore. Piety wasn’t just newly married. She was also four months pregnant. I would be demoted from third wheel to fourth wheel come spring. I didn’t begrudge her any of it, but I couldn’t deny that it made me a bit sad to think that we were barely into our twenties and everything was changing in such a significant way.

  “You went and turned kind of grim, sweetness.”

  I glanced over at my date for the night – and most nights that needed dates. Baylor Aravis was a friend, casual for the most part. We both hated the idea of our parents setting us up with somebody of their choosing, and since it just wasn’t done to go alone to a wedding, or any other significant social event, we latched onto each other whenever we could. That was just the way the rules played out in the circles our families traveled in.

  I could practically hear my mother’s appalled tone if I’d even suggested attending the wedding of a congressman’s daughter by myself. It didn’t matter that everyone would be paying attention to the happy couple since their love story had been splashed all over every magazine, newspaper, and website in the country since the moment it’d broken. Mom would want me to make an appropriate impression.

  Since Baylor and I both hated that endless push from our parents, we tended to do the socializing bit together.

  And later, we’d do something else together, if we were in the mood.

  Earlier, I’d planned on finishing up the night solo girl style, a bunch of corny romantic comedies and ice cream. And maybe some time with my B.O.B. – battery-operated boyfriend.

  Now, I didn’t want to be alone.

  So, I leaned against Baylor and smiled. “Just thinking about how much it would suck to go home alone after such a beautiful wedding.”

  “Is that what you were thinking?”

  He rested a hand on my hip, and I felt the warmth of his touch through my silk bridesmaid’s dress. Since I’d been the only bridesmaid, Piety had let me choose what I wanted to wear. I’d gone with a dusky gold dress in a style inspired by the roaring twenties. I looked smashing, if I did say so myself.

  Baylor’s hand traveled a bit lower. “I’m not much on weddings, but as far as they go…this one was nice.”

  He drew closer, and I pushed myself up on my toes to press a kiss to his lips.

  “Come on.” I reached for his hand. “Let’s have one more dance, then we can get out of here.”

  My dress and undergarments lay on the back of Baylor’s couch.

  I lay in front of them, devoid of everything but the band in my hair trying to contain my mass of nutmeg brown curls.

  And Baylor knelt between my thighs, as naked as I was.

  Eyes closed, I focused on what he was doing...which was when I knew I had a problem.

  He was good at what he was doing.

  I couldn’t fault his technique, and if I could just get my brain to turn off…

  He raked his teeth over my clitoris and heat finally sparked through me. A startled noise escaped my throat as he slid two fingers inside my pussy, twisting them. As the heat turned into a pulse, it made it easier for me to feel instead of think. And I welcomed it.

  One hand closed around my ankle while he continued to play the skilled fingers of his other hand over me, in me, like a particularly masterful musician.

  The bright lights overhead shone too brightly in my eyes, and I closed them to block it out, to block out everything but the feel of
his mouth and fingers working me toward release.

  Except, just when I felt the climax pressing closer, he pulled away.

  “Damn it, Bay!”

  He gave an evil chuckle as he tugged me off the couch and helped me to my feet. I sulked, and he just smiled, guiding me until I was bent over, my hands on the couch cushions.

  Yeah, he could smile.

  He wasn’t the one who was so close to getting worked up just now.

  He brushed kisses over my spine, working lower and lower. The gentleness of the touch, the eroticism, brought back the flame that had dimmed when he moved me from one position to another. His fingers stroked between my legs again, and I let my eyes close.

  I heard the rustle of a condom wrapper, and then he was sliding inside. I pushed back on him hungrily.

  I needed this…an escape from my own mind. A break from all of it. And his cock offered me that. It was one of the things I liked about Baylor. He knew where we stood, knew that it was friendship and sex and nothing more. We used each other for pleasure and escape with no other expectations.

  As I ground back against him, he followed my lead, moving faster, rougher, deeper. He was a bit above average in the size department, and better than that, he knew how to use every inch.

  It still wasn’t enough.

  Even as I climaxed.

  But I pretended it was.

  An hour later, lying in his bed, I stared at the ceiling until I knew he was asleep.

  Sometimes I stayed the night.

  Sometimes I didn’t.

  I’d never made it a point of sneaking out though.

  But tonight…

  Yeah.

  Earlier, he asked if something was wrong and I laughed it off because I didn’t know if something was wrong.

  The only thing I could figure out was that something didn’t feel right.

  “Nope.” I stared at my reflection, the bright makeup lights highlighting a crucial fact: smear-proof makeup was a marketing scam. “Something definitely doesn’t feel right.”

  And it was more than my smudged mascara or the lipstick that had long since disappeared.

  I’d put it on for the wedding, counting on it to last through the entire event as well as my after-reception activities. It hadn’t. Hopefully, it hadn’t ended up on Piety when I’d been blubbering on her shoulder on more than one occasion.

  My dress was on the floor. It needed to be cleaned and pressed before I donated it. I’d never wear it again, not when I knew if my mother spotted me in it a second time, she’d give me a thirty-minute lecture on what it meant to be a part of our world.

  Our world did not recycle.

  At the moment, I was wearing nothing but a robe, and the bathtub behind me was steaming hot, the water fragrant from the bath salts I dumped in a few minutes ago.

  A hot bath, a glass of wine, and hopefully, I’d sleep.

  I had all of tomorrow to lay around and mope about how my best friend’s happiness sucked for me. With any luck, I’d mope myself out of this depression.

  If I didn’t, I’d just have to grin and bear it. It wasn’t like I hadn’t done that before. People thought that because people like me had money growing up that we had some sort of idyllic childhood. Not that mine was awful. I hadn’t been abused or even neglected. The poor little rich trope was annoying even to me by now.

  I had no reason to be depressed, not really.

  And I knew these raging feelings couldn’t just be because Piety had gotten married.

  Married.

  I laughed. She was married because of me.

  And just like that, I was smiling. Stepping out of the robe, I thought about my friend and the big, blond Australian who’d stood at her side earlier as they exchanged rings and vows, all that sappy crap I’d pretended wasn’t going to make me cry.

  It wasn’t their first time at the altar. They’d gotten married, while drunk, in Vegas. And I’d been there. I was the one who’d convinced them to do it in the first place. I’d seen something in Kaleb that had made me think that he would be perfect for my best friend. Now they were so happy, they were all goofy with it.

  Sure, things would change some, but she was still my best friend. And when she had her baby, I’d be an aunt. Well, sort of. Maybe Piety would refer to me as a godmother instead. I could work with that. Astra, the fairy godmother.

  The lingering ache of sadness remained, but as I slid into the bath, I felt a little less like crying.

  Reaching for the wine, I lifted it up and toasted absolutely nothing.

  “Change will do you good, or so the song goes, Astra.”

  2

  Dash

  It was getting dark.

  My head was pounding.

  I only noticed the former because it was aggravating the latter, and when I finally turned on the desk lamp, I glanced at the time.

  Gritty-eyed, I looked from the papers strewn across my desk to stare out the window.

  The day was almost done.

  I’d worked through it.

  I’d made it through it.

  Thank God.

  As memories tried to encroach like angry, hungry little monsters gnawing on my already overworked brain, I got up from the chair. The picture on the edge of the desk caught my attention, and I paused. Picking it up, I stared at the beautiful woman in the frame for a long moment, then carefully placed it face down on the desk. Every so often, I wondered if I should finally put it away.

  I never did.

  Moving over to the French doors, I opened them and moved out onto the deck.

  A few hundred feet off the wide expanse of cedar, the Pacific Ocean roared and crashed into the sand, echoing the chaos of my thoughts. I placed my hands on the railing and closed my eyes. In a couple more hours, the day would be over and then I could pretend everything was normal, everything was fine...for another year.

  Or three hundred and sixty-four more days. Sixty-three. Maybe sixty-two.

  Fuck it.

  I could never really pretend anything was normal. Some days, it was just easier to lie to myself than others.

  Today wasn’t one of them. Tomorrow probably wouldn’t be either.

  But in a week, maybe I could get back to level.

  A wind blew up, whipping my hair back.

  Opening my eyes, I looked back out over the water, watching as the sun sank closer to the deep blue, partially obscured by a bank of clouds that send gold and orange spilling over the sea, turning it to flame.

  We loved to watch the sunsets…

  “Stop it, Dash,” I muttered, turning my back on the horizon.

  We had loved a lot of things.

  I didn’t like much of anything these days.

  I just…existed.

  Moving back inside, I closed the doors and looked at my desk. The same pile of papers sat waiting. There was so much to get done, and I still hadn’t managed to get through all the red tape.

  It shouldn’t be so hard to set up a center to help people. I had the money. I had the space. I had people lined up to help, and all the media attention one could hope for to make people aware of the center.

  What I didn’t have was the okay to move forward.

  And people wondered why shit didn’t get done.

  “Fuck.”

  It was days like this that made me crave a drink. A drink, maybe something else to help me sleep, but that was a dangerous trap to fall into. Not that I’d ever had a problem with it, but it would be so easy for it to happen.

  I knew that from experience.

  My stomach grumbled, reminding me that it had been a while since I’d eaten. I wasn’t hungry, but my body needed fuel.

  Pausing by the desk, I studied the paperwork waiting for me. There was so much to be done. So many hoops to jump through, red tape to work around.

  Did I have the time or luxury to eat?

  I looked at the picture once more.

  Then my belly grumbled again, and the pounding at the base of my neck seemed to
renew its urgency. I had to eat.

  After I did, I might be able to put in another couple of hours. If I didn’t, my headache would keep growing, and I wouldn’t be able to concentrate, which would make not eating so I could work a moot point.

  With that in mind, I left the office, hitting the light behind me. I hadn’t even managed to get a pot of coffee brewing when the alarm system chimed, alerting me to a car pulling through the gates. Moving to the small monitor set up inside the utility closet, I spied a familiar car. Turning, I went back into the kitchen to make a sandwich. Didi knew the code, and with any luck, she’d go straight to her place.

  When I heard the front door open, I groaned, knowing that today wasn’t my lucky day. Not that it was a surprise, today of all days. I should’ve just guessed that Didi would use her key. I heard the click of her heels on the polished hardwood floors but didn’t turn around.

  “Hey, Dash!”

  Staring at the coffee, watching as it slowly filled the pot, I finished chewing the food in my mouth before I answered. I recognized that tone in her voice.

  It was Didi Krauss’s let’s take care of Dash voice. I’d been hearing it often over the last couple years.

  “Hi, Didi.”

  She came around the island and stood in front of me. With me standing half-slumped against the counter and her in a pair of razor-picked high heels, we were almost the same height. She took advantage of it, leaning in to glare at me.

  “You did it again,” she accused me, green eyes snapping.

  “Did what?” I shoved another bite into my mouth so I could have time to figure out an answer.

  But Didi knew me too well. She waited until I’d finished with the messy process of mastication before snatching the sandwich from my hands and spun out of my reach. Her long blonde hair had just settled back into place when she finally answered.

  “Didn’t we talk about you doing something today? Something that involved getting out of the house and not thinking about stuff? You said you were going hiking.”

 

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