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Sizzling Excerpt
"Sorry, I had to buy you dinner," I explain while I unwrap half of my brat, like a burrito.
"Why's that?" he asks, taking a bite of his.
"My roommate insisted it's the polite thing to do before I fuck you." I say it just loud enough for him to hear. He clears his throat, mid chew, then swallows before speaking. A slow, sexy grin follows before he speaks.
"Will you call me in the morning?" His eyes flicker with amusement.
"No." I shake my head slowly. "I won't have left yet, as I'll be expecting you to make me breakfast after I bought you this expensive dinner"—I signal the brats—"and made you come."
He nods, and suddenly the mood changes from lighthearted to intense. His gaze on my face is all-consuming and the crowd of people and lights and noise is reduced to a dull buzz on the periphery of my mind. I like the way he looks at me, like he gets me. Like he wants more of me. Like I interest him.
He slides a hand around my lower back and bends closer. His breath brushes my ear and it sends a shiver through me. "I'd be happy to," he murmurs and then brushes one kiss on the skin behind my ear.
I'm wet. Like I'm gonna have to ditch these panties before he sees them wet. From a simple kiss. He didn't even say anything dirty, but my heart is racing.
I want him. Right now.
"Why's that?" he asks, taking a bite of his.
"My roommate insisted it's the polite thing to do before I fuck you." I say it just loud enough for him to hear. He clears his throat, mid chew, then swallows before speaking. A slow, sexy grin follows before he speaks.
"Will you call me in the morning?" His eyes flicker with amusement.
"No." I shake my head slowly. "I won't have left yet, as I'll be expecting you to make me breakfast after I bought you this expensive dinner"—I signal the brats—"and made you come."
He nods, and suddenly the mood changes from lighthearted to intense. His gaze on my face is all-consuming and the crowd of people and lights and noise is reduced to a dull buzz on the periphery of my mind. I like the way he looks at me, like he gets me. Like he wants more of me. Like I interest him.
He slides a hand around my lower back and bends closer. His breath brushes my ear and it sends a shiver through me. "I'd be happy to," he murmurs and then brushes one kiss on the skin behind my ear.
I'm wet. Like I'm gonna have to ditch these panties before he sees them wet. From a simple kiss. He didn't even say anything dirty, but my heart is racing.
I want him. Right now.
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Right, Synopsis and Purchase Link
Contemporary Romance Stand-alone
My childhood was perfect.
I’ve led a charmed life, and I’m not going to blow it now by picking the wrong guy.
I’ve got my sights set on my brother’s best friend.
He’s known my family for years. He’s reliable and kind and handsome.
Sure, he’s been avoiding me since I was six.
I’m a bit aggressive for him, maybe.
But he’s the one… right?
I’ve led a charmed life, and I’m not going to blow it now by picking the wrong guy.
I’ve got my sights set on my brother’s best friend.
He’s known my family for years. He’s reliable and kind and handsome.
Sure, he’s been avoiding me since I was six.
I’m a bit aggressive for him, maybe.
But he’s the one… right?
Wrong, Synopsis and Purchase Link
Contemporary Romance Stand-alone
I have a history of picking the wrong guy. Gay? Player? Momma’s boy? Check, check and check.
Now I can’t stop fantasizing about one of the customers at the coffee shop I work at between classes. It’s just a harmless crush, right? It’s not like I ever see this guy outside of the coffee shop. It’s not like I’m going to see him while attempting to get birth control at the student clinic. While wearing a paper gown. While sitting on an exam table. Because he’s the doctor. Shoot. Me.
But what if, for once, the man I’ve had the dirtiest, most scandalous fantasies about turned out to be everything but wrong?
Now I can’t stop fantasizing about one of the customers at the coffee shop I work at between classes. It’s just a harmless crush, right? It’s not like I ever see this guy outside of the coffee shop. It’s not like I’m going to see him while attempting to get birth control at the student clinic. While wearing a paper gown. While sitting on an exam table. Because he’s the doctor. Shoot. Me.
But what if, for once, the man I’ve had the dirtiest, most scandalous fantasies about turned out to be everything but wrong?
