Breaking the Bad Boy by Emma Nichols



I knew all about Wyatt Evans from watching the revolving door of females exiting his dorm room every weekend.

He was a bad boy.

And I’d kept my distance. I was too good. Too boring. Too inexperienced to ever consider dating him.

Now, it was the last semester of senior year.

I was interning at a local magazine.

There was one position open post graduation. The competition was fierce and I wanted it.

Even if it was for a sex columnist and my experience was severely limited.

How limited? I was practically a virgin.

So what did I have going for me?

Well, I was a really great writer. And I was willing to do whatever it took to get hired.

Imagine my surprise when I woke up in Wyatt’s bed. Imagine my dismay when I realized we hadn’t slept together.

Imagine my shock when he offered to help me win the job.


One week together. One 50 Item Sex Bucket List. A whole lot of fun.

Somehow, I was going to break the bad boy.

Share to Facebook
Share to Twitter
Share to Pinterest
Skip to content