Her Big Bad Mistake

Her Big Bad Mistake

Hazel Gower

What happens in Vegas…

Becky never expected to run into Mr. Right at Disney Land, which was a good thing since she ended up meeting Mr. Tall, Dark, and Obnoxious in Vegas instead.

On probation with his sponsors, Damon Chet, ice hockey’s bad boy super star, has been in trouble one too many times. But he can't help falling for the charming young woman who doesn't even seem to know who he is.

A quickie wedding in Vegas has Becky fleeing, but a surprise brings the couple back together. Will Damon be able to convince Becky to give them a chance?

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HER BIG BAD MISTAKE

Bad Boys Series

Copyright © 2014 HAZEL GOWER

Cover art by Amanda Kelsey

Edited by Kathryn Lively

ISBN: 978-1-936387-69-4

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Becky stared at the man she’d just sat next to on the It’s a Small World ride. She was on her dream vacation at Walt Disney World. She’d been lucky enough to get a teaching job in America and, before she started, Becky was exploring America as much as she could before she had to get set up for work. She’d started in Los Angeles and had flown into Florida a day ago. Becky was staying at Disney’s Animal Kingdom Lodge. She was happy to pay for the luxury of staying at the Lodge as she had always wanted to stay in Disney World, and she loved that the Animal Kingdom Lodge had animals roaming free.

Damon and his friends, Jacob and Caleb, were on the same ride and the Disney employee needed one extra person for their row, which they called a single rider, and as she was the closest single person in the line she took the fourth place. Jacob had been nice and friendly as soon as she got on the ride. Now they were off and he was asking her to join their group of three men for the rest of the day.

“You can’t be by yourself at Disney World. Join us for the day. Make the three of us a foursome. We were just going to get lunch. Come and join us. You can get to know us first a little if you’d like.” Jacob smiled, and his two dimples had Becky melting.

Becky couldn’t think of a reason not to join them in a very busy amusement park. If she wasn’t safe here, where was she? The only thing that made her uneasy was that they were big men. They were all over six feet and looked dangerous. Jacob, who’d done all the talking, was the smallest. He also didn’t have as many tattoos, and he wasn’t as bulked up as the other two. “Thanks. Are you sure it’s okay with your friends?”

The second tallest, Caleb, winked at her. “I’m cool with it. As long as you talk I’m happy. I like your accent. Where are you from?”

“I’m Australian.” She was starting to get used to being complimented on her voice. Americans loved the Aussie accent.

“You’re a long way from home, little girl. How come you’re here by yourself?” Damon’s green eyes bored into her and she almost changed her mind about joining them at his intense stare.

“I’m not little.” And she wasn’t. She was a healthy size sixteen and proud of it. “Why
not
come here by myself? My friends didn’t have the money. I did. I’m having my dream holiday before I start work. I’ve just finished four years of university, I deserve it.” Becky didn’t tell them she’d gotten a job teaching for three years in America. She was so excited and she didn’t want to scare them off with all her energy. Her friends back in Australia said she was a handful.

“That’s great. How long are you on vacation?” Jacob asked her as he took her hand and pulled her toward a restaurant.

Becky instantly liked Jacob. “I have three weeks left. I finish in Las Vegas.” She did a little dance. “I’m looking forward to partying in Sin City.”

Jacob chuckled. “We’re on vacation, too. We have two months before we have to be back and start training. We’re going to Vegas, too. Maybe we could do—”

“Jacob, I’m sure she doesn’t want to spend more time with us.” Damon cut Jacob off and she noticed the silent stare off between the two before Jacob shrugged and nodded walking ahead with her a bit.

They walked to the restaurant. Damon told the hostess, “We have a reservation.” Then he leaned in and whispered something to her. She giggled and nodded. Then they were all being walked to a table in the busy restaurant. Becky sat next to Damon and Caleb sat across from her. She opened the menu and nearly died at the price.

“What do you do for jobs?” Becky was curious. The food was expensive and she noticed when they opened their menus they didn’t bat an eyelash at the crazy prices. They were big men and looked to be in shape.

“We’re hockey players.”

“Oh, is that your only job? Do you have, like, a full-time job as well?” Becky was the first to admit she knew nothing about sports. She knew American football was big but she hadn’t heard much about hockey.

“Yes. We—”

“We make enough to live off of it.” Damon cut off Jacob. They glared at each other, neither willing to give up.

“What is the job you’ll have when you go home?” Caleb had her turning from the pair staring at each other.

“I’m going to be a high school teacher. I’ll be teaching history and drama.”

“What made you choose high school?”

“I love little kids, but I thought if I work with them I’ll never want my own. Although, when I have said that to other people they have told me after teaching high school for a couple of years it will make you feel that more than the younger years. I like talking to the older ones, though. I love watching when they are interested in something and know they will remember you forever. That you taught them that. I mean, what teachers do you remember having more of an impact?”

“You’re right. I had favorite younger teachers, but I remember the high school ones I liked and disliked better,” Caleb said.

“Yeah, I agree. I wasn’t much good at school, but I remember what I did like.” Jacob smiled and his dimple popped. “If I had a pretty teacher like you I might have liked it more.”

Becky couldn’t help the heat that crept up her cheeks. Jacob was a charmer.

Damon shrugged. “School was never my thing. It was so long ago all I remember was I hated it.”

Becky looked at Damon. He didn’t look that old. Thirty, maybe a little bit older. “It can’t have been that long ago.”

“Over fifteen years ago.”

That meant he was thirty-three, maybe thirty-two. A waitress came over and asked if they were ready to order. Becky stared at the menu and looked for the cheapest item besides the salad and ordered it and asked for some water. The men all got steaks and breads.

Becky was on a budget. She’d worked her retail job since she was able to get work. She’d put money aside for her holiday for over four years. Becky had a nice little nest egg. She could afford more at the restaurant, but she didn’t want to pay the ridiculous price. She had other things she wanted to spend it on more.

****

Damon was annoyed at Jacob. This was a boys’ getaway. Well, a keep-Damon-out-of-trouble getaway. They were starting in Disney World and ending with a big bang in Vegas. Jacob had said it would be a good way to get everything out before practice and the season began. Coach had told Damon he didn’t want his playboy ways to interfere with his work. Damon’s had told him to tone it down as two companies had already pulled out of endorsement deals because of his behavior. They wanted someone with a cleaner image.

Women, parties, motorcycles and fast cars were what he liked to do with his spare time. His two friends and teammates, Jacob and Caleb, had promised him a fun vacation that would keep him out of trouble. He’d agreed, knowing he shouldn’t piss off his team with his actions anymore, at least for a while.

The girl that sat with them now was a pretty little thing. She was nothing like the women he and his friends hung around. She wasn’t stick thin with massive fake tits and willing to do anything just to be seen with him or a teammate. Damon could tell she had no idea who they were and what kind of money they made. Damon studied her; she wasn’t just pretty, she was beautiful. Becky, she’d said her name was, had olive skin, big brown eyes, and long black lashes with a thick plait of midnight-black hair. Her lips were tiny and her nose petite. Her body was shapely, and she was short. Becky would be lucky to come to his shoulders with high heels on. Right now with her flat gladiator sandals on she was at the height of his nipples. She wore black knee-length leggings and a tight blue shirt with white lace that sat just right, giving a view of a generous cleavage. She was bigger than any of the women he’d ever been with, but she carried it well.

Damon had never been attracted to a woman like Becky. He was annoyed that he was reacting to her. He admitted, as he zoned in on her breasts, that it may be those natural beauties that drew him. Damon wiggled on his seat as his cock stood to attention. He couldn’t have her; she wasn’t for him. Becky was too sweet and young. Well, from what he’d learned so far she seemed like that. Damon didn’t like sweet—he liked sexy, flirty, and ready to go when he wanted. Becky looked so young. She had to be in her twenties to finish college, but she didn’t look a day over eighteen.

He shouldn’t even be thinking about her. Jacob was interested in her and she wasn’t what he usually went for, either, but this girl had something about her. Damon would admit that. He knew from the moment he saw Becky that she was a relationship kind of girl. She wouldn’t let him keep women on the side, or go out clubbing all night and come home with a group of willing women happy to sleep with him to say they had fucked Damon Chet, hockey’s bad boy. He rolled his eyes. God, he hated that title.

“You don’t agree?”

Startled out of his musing, he glared at the woman in question as she met his stare with a raised eyebrow. “Don’t agree with what?”

“That I should come join you on your day at Disney World?”

He shrugged. “I don’t give a fuck if you join us, girl.”

He contained his smile as she growled and muttered, “Not ‘girl’. My name is Becky.” She was cute when she was angry. He’d enjoy himself today. It wasn’t as if they were going to see Becky again.

****

The second day at Disney World, Becky was there as the gates opened to the Magic Kingdom. She’d left her hotel and boarded the shuttle bus with a spring in her step. She’d had a ball with the guys yesterday and had agreed to meet with them again tonight.

Becky had never had any problems with making friends wherever she went. She guessed that’s why it didn’t bother her that she was exploring America by herself.

Before she met up with the guys tonight, Becky was going to spend the day finding all her favorite characters and getting her photo taken with every princess, Minnie Mouse, and doing any girly activity she could think of.

First thing she had booked for early this morning was a hair and make-up appointment at a spa close by so she looked awesome when she got her photos done with as many characters she could find. Becky then strolled through the park all glammed up and ready to stalk her favorite characters.

Belle, was her favorite, then Cinderella, they were the two she wanted a photo with the most. Sightseeing through the Magic Kingdom, she found Mickey and Minnie Mouse, Sleeping Beauty, Jasmine, Snow White and Ariel, but not her two favorites.

Becky then checked her app for Belle’s next appearance, and was walking toward the designated spot when arms came around her waist and pulled her against a hard, tall body. “Hey, girl, don’t you look gorgeous today? Did someone Google us and find out Jacob, Caleb, and I are famous? Did you get all done up to look your best for us? Did you find out how well we do and what we make a year and decide you want to strut yourself before us to see if we’ll give you some more attention?” He nuzzled her neck and Becky shivered as his whiskers tickled. “Maybe you think you have a chance to snag one of us?”

Becky stood rigid against Damon. She knew his voice—it was the only voice that had ever sent tingles of desire through her. Becky didn’t care how her body reacted to the arse behind her because he was a dickhead and she didn’t want to be with someone like him. She didn’t even want to desire someone like him.

Becky took a calming breath and glanced over at the picture spot and saw Belle walking away. Angry that Damon was going to have her miss Belle, she elbowed him and pushed out of his hold and turned, glaring at him. “No, I didn’t Google you. I don’t care who the hell you are. You’re no one important to me. Jacob was the one who asked me to accompany you yesterday, and he was the one who asked me for my phone number. So don’t start with saying I’m trying to snag one of you because I’m not the one to initiate anything. If you’ve made me miss getting my picture taken with my favorite princess Belle, I swear I will strangle you famous or not.”