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by Jill Shalvis

Genre: General Contemporary Romance, Anthology, Contemporary Romance

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The loud knocking startled Maddie out of a dead sleep. Discombobulated, she blinked, and then blinked again, but all she could see was a sea of green and a flashing red that had her groaning and lifting her hands to hold her pounding head.

Taking stock, she realized that she was flat on her back beneath the tree, staring up at a string of obnoxious chili pepper lights. Or maybe that was the hangover that was so obnoxious.

With another groan, Maddie managed to sit up and nearly took out an eye with one of the low, straggly tree branches. Then she looked down at herself. Huh. She was completely tangled in red yarn. And she was pretty sure she had sap in her hair.

Her sisters were still prone under the tree, out cold. Chloe was snoring. Tara was . . . smiling? Not a sight Maddie had seen often. She shook her head, then groaned at the movement.

Note to self — never drink again.

The knock on the front door came a second time, and in unison, Chloe and Tara sat straight up, conked their heads together, and moaned.

Maddie staggered toward the door, caught sight of herself in a small mirror over the little table in the foyer, and just about screamed. Her hair had rioted. The little mascara she’d had on her lashes was now outlining her eyes, and she had a crease down one cheek from whatever she’d used as a pillow. “Never again,” she told her pathetic reflection and then pointed at it for emphasis. Her reflection stuck her tongue out.

With a sigh, she opened the front door, then stood there in a stupor. Standing on the porch, wearing faded Levi’s, a black sweater over a black T-shirt, mirrored sunglasses, and a crooked smile, was Jax Cullen.

Maddie stared up at Jax, who was not hung over and didn’t have a crease on his face. He looked big, and bad, and so sexy it should be a crime, and she reacted without thinking.

She shut the door in his face.

Tara gasped.

Chloe laughed.

And Maddie covered her face. “Quick, somebody shoot me.”

“Honey.” Tara’s hand settled on her shoulder. “Maybe you don’t know this being from LA and all, but shutting the door on someone’s nose is considered rude in almost all fifty states.”

“You don’t understand. It’s him. Jax.” And maybe it was the fact that her brain was on low battery, but just looking at him made her hot and bothered. Her! The woman who’d decreed that the entire male race was scum. “What do I do?”

“Well, for starters,” Chloe said, “You stop slamming doors on guys who look like that. ”

Maddie pushed her away from the window so she could take her own look. “Oh, my God,” she whispered. On the porch, Jax turned his head and gave her a slow, mischievous wink, making her jump back as if he’d bitten her. “Oh, my God.”

- From Simply Irresistible