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322 pages, ebook
First published January 24, 2017
“Allie’s little brother fucked like a porn star. That wasn’t a piece of knowledge I’d ever recover from. Shit!”
“The way he’d stood there, still damp and flushed from the shower, his smirk unapologetic, his large half-erect penis hanging between his legs like an anaconda escaped from the zoo…”
“No, just eight inches long. I also have wicked stamina . . . and an advanced understanding of female anatomy.”
“You can touch it if you want,” I murmured, amused by her response.”
“His warning to stay away was about as effective as one of those “enter only if you’re eighteen” notices on a porn site.”
”He might be young, twenty-four years to my twenty-eight, but his eyes spoke of wisdom and maturity…”
”You’re beautiful. It’s a privilege to touch you.”
Sometimes there are no second chances. Sometimes it’s now or never.
Stop!!! It's nothing like that...for heaven's sake, she's only 4 years older than the Adonis!!!
"And as Paige will soon discover he is now sporting an 8-inch cock."is nothing like she remembers him as!!! In fact, she can't keep her hands and eyes off this man-candy!!!Despite the agreement she and Connor had made....he's given up on sex!!!! She and him...can't keep their hands off each other!!!
I must admit that when Cannon is first introduced, I wasn't sure if I was going to like him or even the story!!! I mean, this guy has seriously bad luck with women!!! They burn up his possessions, stalk him, follow him....and all because he's HOT in bed!!!
But he kind of grew on me and in the end, I actually like his character!!!
A real "feel good" book!!!
Release Date: January 24, 2017
Genre: Contemporary Romance
POV: Dual - 1st person
Steam: 3 out of 5
Series or standalone: Standalone
My best friend’s little brother wasn’t so little anymore. And he’d just marched into my life, turning my girly bits into warm, aroused mush.”
“You’re beautiful. It’s a privilege to touch you.”
My best friend’s little brother wasn’t so little anymore. And he’d just marched into my life, turning my girly bits into warm, aroused mush.
"He might be young, twenty-four years to my twenty-eight, but his eyes spoke of wisdom and maturity…"