Tempt Her by Kelly Finley EPUB & PDF

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• Authors: Kelly Finley
• Language: English
• Genre: Novels
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You know you’re in trouble when you wish your husband would die.
I hate him so much I don’t even mind if he’s killed. Like in one of
those movies where the evil villain watches as everyone rejoices in his slow,
agonizing death.

And I’m in the front row. Munching popcorn. Licking buttery salt off my
fingertips before sucking down my last satisfying sip of Diet Coke while that
fucker takes his last breath. Staring straight at my smiling face.
Bye-bye, Asshole.

Then I feel guilty. Then I feel like a horrible person and an awful wife
this morning as I take three of his golf balls out of the freezer. I hide them in
a bag of green peas toward the bottom of the drawer. The man doesn’t know
how to boil water, much less dig past his pint of Butter Pecan to find one of
the dozens of ways I fuck with his world while he ruins so many others.
Trick #1: If you freeze a golf ball, it increases its weight. It won’t travel
as far as you hope across the manicured green.
I don’t know how many millions have been spent perfecting these
expensive white balls, but I know the millions many men who play with them
have.

And nothing fucks with a man almost as much as fucking with his golf
game.
Still, I try not to let my heart become like the core of these balls. Because
it’s all I feel sometimes—bitter cold.
Honestly, though? I don’t know who I hate more.
My husband, Senator Gentry Olan Evans III, South Carolina’s youngest
and most ambitious vocal conservative ever to take office.
Or myself, his wife. Because that’s what they all call me… “the senator’s
wife.”
The day I married Gentry, more than my name died. But I was too young,
poor, and desperate to know better.
My maiden name feels like a lifetime ago—Stacey Noel James.
“Stacey” was a name my dad loved. He said it sounded happy, like a girl
who always giggled.
“Noel” was from my mom. I was born on Christmas Eve at eleven fiftyeight at night. My mom said it was a sign and raised me like her gift.

And though my parents came from different worlds, where my mother
was a very educated high school Chemistry teacher, and my dad was the high
school’s head custodian, when they married, she proudly took his last name
—“James.”
But now, if I’m not “the senator’s wife,” I’m “Mrs. Evans,” or my
favorite… “Mrs. Gentry Evans.”

It makes me madder than a cat being baptized every time someone calls
me that—like I don’t have a name or a brain.
I do.
I have a college education and a wicked enough imagination to have
figured out this golf ball trick.
Actually, I know lots of tricks.

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