All Chapters of Tempting The Bad Boy: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

JupiterWhen we arrive at the indoor ice skating rink, the car park is almost empty, which isn't surprising for a Sunday night. This used to be my favourite time to come in and practise because there would be hardly anyone else on the ice.We line up for the desk, where we have to pay and exchange our shoes for skates, and I spot Ingrid working the register. I haven't seen her since I quit competing, and I know she'll have so many questions about why I stopped coming here, so I try to hide behind Adrian as we wait in line.There's a family in front of us, taking their time to hand over the skates they rented and get back their own shoes and it gives me time to come up with my lame excuse because I know I have to face Ingrid. The family leave and we step up to the desk, with Ingrid's eyes widening when she sees me."Jupiter Lindon, is that really you?" She asks as if I'm a figment of her imagination."Hi, Ingrid." I greet the short, blonde-haired, blue-eyed woman who I've known since I

ClaireI never imagined there would be so many different styles of wedding dresses, from simplistic to over the top and everything in between. The bridal store at Claremont Mall carried a style to suit any bride-to-be. As I shuffled through a rack of heavy, white, puffy gowns, I couldn't stop myself from daydreaming that I was wearing one, walking down an aisle of rose-covered petals to my devilishly sexy groom, Andy. My mind wondered what life would be like, being married to Andy. The thought of sharing a house with him made me smile. our own space to do whatever we wanted, no rules or curfews. I bite down on my bottom lip when the realisation of what else that would mean, sex, whenever and wherever we pleased, not waiting until parents have gone out or having to be super quiet so we don't get caught out.Claire Stephenson, it had a nice ring to it, Mrs Claire Stephenson, no, Dr Claire Stephenson, but Andy's aunty is already Dr Stephenson, what if that got confusing? Alright, Dr Cla

ClaireI can see that Aunty Bridget is fired up to give her a mouthful, but I know that this really isn't the time nor place to be doing so, considering Ed will be here soon, and I don't want him to be walking into a fight between the two mothers."Aunty Bridget, come sit with me over here," I suggest, pulling my aunty in the opposite direction to where Bennu's mother is. We take our seats, but Aunty Bridget's focus is still directed at the woman who has her fuming."The nerve of that woman." My aunt seethes through gritted teeth. "Acting like Ed is going to just dump Bennu if she loses the baby.""We both know that isn't true," I tell my aunt. "Ed will prove her wrong, too.""I was raised by a small-minded bitch just like her. People shouldn't have to prove themselves to anyone." Aunty Bridget scoffs.She's never talked about her own mother in front of me before, but Mum has told me that it caused Bridget pain, which made me not like my grandmother, not that she was ever one to me an

JupiterWhen Claire invited me to join the group in helping Ed and Bennu move into their new apartment above Irish Ink, I was excited because not only was I being included, but I knew that Adrian would also be helping, and this was a chance to spend an entire day with him. I thought it was going to be a fun day, hanging out with friends, but I soon realised that it was a day of being surrounded by loved-up couples.Ed calls Bennu his Princess and talks to her in Turkish. I have no idea what he says, but it always makes her smile and kiss him. Gabby and Nate can't keep their hands off each other, finding any excuse to touch. It's as if they ooze sexual energy, Claire and Andy, who are practically joined at the hip and exchanging kisses whenever they have to part ways, and Elijah and Clint, after years of hiding their relationship, seemed to be making up for lost time. It was as if everywhere I looked, I'd see a couple making out.Then there was Adrian and I, who had been on two really

AndyBeing around Claire all day, kissing and touching her, had certainly stirred up my sexual appetite for my beautiful girlfriend. I was hungry for what only she could satisfy me with but I didn't want to come across as some horny teenager with just one thing on my mind, even though it was the truth. I had to play it cool, make it look like I wasn't scheming a way into her panties, but at the same time, create a master plan to achieve what my dick was craving.When I suggested to Claire that we stay at my house, after drinking at Ed and Bennu's new place, it wasn't because it's a shorter walk to my house from Irish Ink, although that was how I played it off, I knew that the chances of us getting it on greatly increased if we were at my house because Claire would be more relaxed, not stressing that her parents could hear us.I also knew that there was no way she'd be sleeping in her bulky jeans, and her oversized, fluffy sweater would be way too hot once we were snuggled in under the