TIME – A Penny Reid Review & Excerpt

It’s about damn TIME (hah puns)! After two books and two years for our couple, Mona and Abram finally have time together. This wasn’t the typical collision of hero and heroine where there is struggle and strife to keep themselves together. There’s an instant connection back together at the beginning that sets the tone for the final chapter of the trilogy. Filled with love and light, this duo are truly in love with one another but are bogged down by their own worries before they can fully encompass themselves with each other. Mona is stuck on her past and Abram is stuck on how to help her through it. We’ve seen Mona’s family and friends in the past try to encourage her to speak to a professional about the “trauma” she experienced but Mona seems to have some guilt over it. It’s not that she deserved or isn’t strong enough to handle it; it’s that Mona doesn’t trust herself to handle it let alone anyone else.

Abram is the *perfect* boyfriend for Mona. Strong, caring, and understanding. Whether Mona is surprising him or revealing a truth he is undeniably 100% there for her. He understands her “quirks” and knows just how her brain works. Sometimes Mona can be succinct and direct and other times she needs a good cry in his arms (don’t we all?). I love that despite his intense emotions towards Mona, Abram remains steadfast. Revealing her past, Abram is upset that it happened to her (understandably so) but he doesn’t bully her to get help or tell her HOW she has to overcome it. Instead he encourages her with the options she has for acceptance and repair. And when she takes it a step further to tell him how she feels when they are intimate, whoooo boy does Abram have the BEST reaction. He is DOWN for whatever Mona wants to do.

I love that the final book was about Mona and Abram finally being together. No more pining, no more lies, no more distance. Just two people finally enjoying one another’s company and falling more and more in love. It’s the happiest ending to a book I’ve read in while (not that I ever read non-HEA cause gross! Lol). But it didn’t have this climax where the readers would fear they may not stick it out. There are small hills that they both had to overcome but it only built them up stronger.  So so happy with this ending!!


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“Utterly addictive, fascinating, hilarious, and absolutely electric chemistry!” Samantha Young, New York Times Bestselling Author


New York Times bestselling author Penny Reid’s The Laws of Physics Trilogy is complete with TIME!

LOP_TIMEA (brokenhearted) physicist.

Now an infamous (who is LITERALLY EVERYWHERE!! UGH!) musician.

The worst has already happened.

Mona has learned that she has nothing figured out and plans are meaningless. After leaving her in Aspen, Abram is now breaking sales-records, rising to rock star fame almost overnight. Mona can’t seem to escape him. He is literally everywhere, or at least images of him are.

Just when she thinks things can’t get any more confusing, Abram returns . . . What happens next? Only TIME will tell.

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I wrapped my arms around her body, lifted her off the ground, and kissed her lips.

She was warm, and soft, and tasted like peppermint and honey. I bit back a groan.

God, she felt good. Great. Celestial. Heavenly. I may have surprised her, but she responded immediately, enthusiastically, twisting her arms around my neck, opening her mouth and welcoming the invasion of mine.

It wasn’t enough.

It was a crumb, and I was starving. Desire—to tighten my hold, devour, take, keep, cherish, to never let her go—obscured thought and sight, and I slipped a hand under her shirt to touch the silky skin of her back, sliding my fingers upward until they rested under her bra strap.

Mona lifted her chin, breaking our mouths apart, and I kissed the point of it, the elegant line of her jaw, the tender spot beneath her ear, the hot skin where Mona’s graceful neck met the slope of her shoulder. I was so hungry for her, I couldn’t stop myself from tasting every exposed inch.

“Abram,” she said, her voice a breathless, disbelieving whisper, followed by a little laugh. Her fingers flexed at the back of my neck, pressing me closer. Every part of my body hummed and vibrated, unable to contain the immensity of now, of this divine feeling.

“You’re here,” she said, her soft voice full of wonder and happiness, soothing the ravenous panic holding me hostage for the past six days. It had been a peculiar kind of madness, not being able to reach her while pretending all was fine, pretending she didn’t occupy my mind every second of the day. But receding now, it left a new kind of turmoil and urgency in its wake.

We had no time.

No, I corrected myself, We have time. We have the rest of our lives.

“I need your fu—your phone number.” I spoke gruffly against her neck, squeezing my eyes shut and breathing her in, again and again, the heat and sweetness of Mona.

I’d missed her, and that was a gross understatement. I’d been speeding toward this moment for days and being with her now felt like the aftermath of a head-on collision. Stupefied, frantic, but determined to enjoy every shared second remaining. My hands were shaking.

We have time. Calm down. Calm down.

Mona laughed lightly, the sound melodic, beautiful, and she pressed a kiss under my ear. “Why didn’t you just ask Leo? Or send me an email?”

Leo.

I worked to keep the darkness of my thoughts from showing on my face as I leaned away, letting her slide to the ground but unwilling to release her fully, fisting my unsteady hands into her T-shirt. “I couldn’t find an email for you anywhere, and neither could Marie. She tried calling your department for me. They told her all media requests had to go through the PR department at the university and it would take two weeks to a month for a response.”

“Ah, that’s true. My email is on lockdown, otherwise it gets out of hand.” She nodded contritely. “But what about Leo?”

“Leo.” I forced my jaw to relax and I lowered my voice but couldn’t completely disguise the intensity of my wrath. “Leo wouldn’t give me your number.”

Mona’s hand moved to my face, her palm pressed against my cheek, the pads of her fingers softly stroking my beard. “What? Are you serious?”

“Yes,” I ground out. “He said he was doing me a favor. So I flew to LA.”

“You flew to LA?” I felt her body tense, and the moment realization dawned, her beautiful eyes growing impossibly large as they moved over my face. “You must be so tired and—but I wasn’t in LA, I was—”

“Here. Yes. I found that out yesterday when I stopped by your department at Caltech and they told me you weren’t due back until Friday,” I rushed to explain, multitasking, using the time to devour the sight of her, soak and submerge in the reality of being here with her.

Calm down. We. Have. Time.


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JUNK MAIL – A Kendall Ryan Review

It’s a happy not-so-little accident! The worst that could happen in online dating: Josh sent a picture of his….most private possession to the wrong number. And fate is a fickle lady because that wrong number belongs to his newest client, Peyton. He felt the chemistry through their text but its nothing to the electricity he feels when they meet in person. And both of them end up feeling it. But there’s a line they can’t cross and the temptation is too much for both a them. Josh is determined that he can help Peyton’s business skyrocket all while keeping their bedroom activities a secret.

Peyton has done all she can to build her business up and hasn’t let any man stop her from accomplishing her goals. Having the co-founder of her new venture be her attractive mis-text Romeo is NOT something she planned for. Josh is sexy and confident and Peyton can’t deny herself when he wants to give her the most pleasure she’s had in years. They’ve got instant attraction but they also have amazing chemistry despite then tension of keeping their romance a secret.

When one misunderstood message (not text this time!) puts their relationship on hold…Josh has to figure out just how to grovel and win back Peyton’s trust. Forbidden romance is never easy especially when it threatens everything they’ve both built in their careers. And crossing that line only to find heartbreak is never easy to come back from. Another sexy and passionate fun romance from Kendall Ryan!


Junk Mail, a hilariously sexy standalone by New York Times bestselling author KENDALL RYAN is live and available everywhere.

It all started with a sexy selfie. 🍆

Texted to the wrong number.

Oops.

Not my finest moment—but I have nothing to be ashamed of.

She thought I was no better, and I quote, than the knuckle-dragging douche-bags she was never dating again.

It was a stupid dare from a girl I’d met online, but since she’d given me a fake number, I didn’t feel bad that my interests were suddenly focused elsewhere—on the fiery and sharp-tongued, Peyton that I found myself sparring with over text for the rest of the evening.

The following day, my case of mistaken identity came back to bite me in the banana.

When I strolled into the office, I was introduced to Peyton as the new client I needed to win over. The Peyton , in case you’re not tracking.

And let’s just say she had my full attention.

Brains? Check.

Beauty? Oh yeah.

And the best part? She hated me on sight.

Dear God, do I love a challenge.

Let the games begin.

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JUNK MAIL – A Kendall Ryan Excerpt Reveal

It all started with a sexy selfie.

Texted to the wrong number.

Oops.

Not my finest moment—but I have nothing to be ashamed of.

She thought I was no better, and I quote, than the knuckle-dragging douche-bags she was never dating again.

It was a stupid dare from a girl I’d met online, but since she’d given me a fake number, I didn’t feel bad that my interests were suddenly focused elsewhere—on the fiery and sharp-tongued, Peyton that I found myself sparring with over text for the rest of the evening.

The following day, my case of mistaken identity came back to bite me in the banana.

When I strolled into the office, I was introduced to Peyton as the new client I needed to win over. The Peyton, in case you’re not tracking.

And let’s just say she had my full attention.

Brains? Check.

Beauty? Oh yeah.

And the best part? She hated me on sight.

Dear God, do I love a challenge.

Let the games begin.

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“Let’s get down to the nuts and bolts of this, shall we?”

Nuts?

Seriously, Hanson? Of all the words in the English language, you choose nuts?

But hey, on the plus side, she hasn’t seen the boys, just their leader.

Even so, I need to keep this meeting above the belt, including my own damn thoughts. I offer Peyton another apologetic smile. Time to get this deal back on track.

“Want to tell me more about your company?”

“I do. I really do.”

Her tone shifts instantly when she mentions her business, making me even more keen to hear her pitch.

I smile. A perfect, professional smile, as I cross my legs and fold my hands in my lap. I’m a motherfucking gentleman, not a junk-shot-sending caveman. “I want to hear all about it, Peyton.”

The only way to get past this mixup is to focus on business.

Not on her pretty face.

Not on those gorgeous eyes.

And definitely not on that dark hair I want to wrap around my fist and yank on it hard.

Four fucking months . . . that’s what’s wrong with my libido. It’s not operating in its normal overdrive. No, today, it’s at fucking warp speed. This is what happens when your own hand becomes your closest companion.


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MEET CUTE – A Helena Hunting Review

This story isn’t about the meet cute, but is instead about all the events that transpire years after it occurs. What are the odds that her first day in law school, ready to achieve her dream, Kailyn stumbles upon her childhood crush all grown up. This sparks, from her point of view, a hate/love relationship. They were competitive in law school but one mistake cost her to win the #1spot and put him right at the top. From then on out it was war; so when it turns out she’s the one person assigned to help him with a series familial issue, Kailyn has to wage her head against her heart or risk her future a second time.

Daxton has been through hell; he’s suddenly lost both his parents, is now responsible for his teenage sister, and the one woman who can help him is the one he was obsessed with in college. Dealing with loss is hard enough but a custody battle amidst the grief is especially troubling. So when Kailyn represents the calm within his storm he leans heavily on her. She’s more than a mediator to his legal issues, her humor and strength become something he finds comforting. Finding out how they work as adults and why they lost touch in college is another journey he has to take.

Prepare for all the feels mixed in with Helena’s typical comedy. There may not be as many dirty jokes as readers are used to but Dax’s little sister is full of teenage hormones and sly humor. Along with the sweetness and sass between Dax and Kailyn there’s an easy balance to Meet Cute that makes it easier to handle the grief they go through. I’m impressed with Hunting’s ability to blend the heavy and light themes so well. It’s a dramatic romance but doesn’t leave the reader feeling like they’ve trudged through the mud. There’s closure and happiness tied up in a sexy little package. I’m so glad Hunting is branching out from her hockey genres with these romances!


MeetCute Final Cover.jpgThe New York Times bestselling author of Pucked and The Good Luck Charm delivers a Hollywood happily-ever-after where a famous heartthrob falls for his ultimate fangirl in this sexy standalone romantic comedy.

Talk about an embarrassing introduction. On her first day of law school, Kailyn ran – quite literally – into the actor she crushed on as a teenager, ending with him sprawled on top of her. Mortified to discover the Daxton Hughes was also a student in her class, her embarrassment over their meet-cute quickly turned into a friendship she never expected. Of course, she never saw his betrayal coming either…

Now, eight years later, Dax is in her office asking for legal advice. Despite her anger, Kailyn can’t help feeling sorry for the devastated man who just became sole guardian to his thirteen-year-old sister. But when her boss gets wind of Kailyn’s new celebrity client, there’s even more at stake than Dax’s custody issues: if she gets Dax to work at their firm, she’ll be promoted to partner.

The more time Kailyn spends with Dax and his sister, the more she starts to feel like a family, and the more she realizes the chemistry they had all those years ago is as fresh as ever. But will they be able to forgive the mistakes of the past, or will one betrayal lead to another?

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REPEAT – A Kylie Scott Review & Excerpt Reveal

Kylie Fricking Scott. Way to blow readers away with a fantastic new twist to second chance romance. Clementine, a victim of a brutal attack, has been left with no memory. For the first time, readers have to discover who the heroine is alongside her as she deals with friends, family, and the life she had. A clue to her past leads her to a tattoo shop and its rude and gruff owner (none too pleased to see her) happens to be her ex. But there’s a mystery as to why they broke up. She can’t remember and he’s too pained to reveal it to her right away. Now Clem has to earn the trust of the man who’s heart she seemingly broke…but it turns out she didn’t trust him at all their first time around and that’s what ended them. Navigating your past is difficult when you’re attracted to the one man who can help you piece it all together.

I loved Ed. He’s rude, rash, and generally does NOT take back to Clementine right away. No, like the readers, she gets small glimpses of the man behind the anger, behind the broken heart. We fall in love with him with Clem and I think that creates a special bond with a heroine that I haven’t felt before. Scott also adds in an extra element when more attacks seem to be happening to Clem. Was her head injury a random act of violence or is there someone truly after her? Figuring out her steps that day and in the days leading up to it are key in figuring out the truth.

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, there is something  undeniably real to Scott’s stories. They’re not tied up in pretty little bows. They’re raw and all her characters are flawed and easy to relate to on some level. This romance becomes MORE than a romance. It’s a story about finding your own path, creating you own future, and trusting you gut to guide you. Between the kisses and the danger, it’s a second chance romance not only for Clem and Ed, but for Clementine and her own self. Truly wonderful story and I can’t wait to see what Kylie Scott does next because she’s shocking me at every turn!


From New York Times bestselling author Kylie Scott comes REPEAT, a sexy, standalone contemporary romance! REPEAT is now available! Grab your copy today!

From New York Times bestselling author Kylie Scott comes an irresistible new romance.

When a vicious attack leaves 25-year-old Clementine Johns with no memory, she’s forced to start over. Now she has to figure out who she was and why she made the choices she did – which includes leaving the supposed love of her life, tattoo artist Ed Larsen, only a month before.

Ed can hardly believe it when his ex shows up at his tattoo parlor with no memory of their past, asking about the breakup that nearly destroyed him. The last thing he needs is more heartache, but he can’t seem to let her go again. Should they walk away for good, or does their love deserve a repeat performance?

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“A page-turning romantic feast that will have you desperate for more. I was immediately hooked.” —#1 New York Times bestselling author Rachel Van Dyken

“Amnesia,” he mutters for about the hundredth time. Usually, ‘fuck’, ‘shit’, or some blasphemy follows that statement. This time, however, there’s nothing. Maybe he’s finally getting used to the idea.

I sit on the opposite side of the booth, inspecting the cocktail menu. It’s as gross and sticky as the table.

“Can I get you guys something else?” asks the waiter with a practiced smile.

“I’ll have a piña colada.”

“You hate coconut,” Ed Larsen informs me, slumped back in his seat.

“Oh.”

“Try a margarita.”

“What he said,” I tell the waiter, who presumably thinks we have some kinky dom-sub thing going on.

Ed orders another lite beer, watching me the entire time. I don’t know if his blatant examination is better or worse than my sister’s furtive looks. He’d suggested going back to his place to talk. I declined. I don’t know the guy, and it didn’t feel safe. So instead we came here. The bar is dark and mostly empty, given it’s the middle of the afternoon, but at least it’s public.

“How old are you?” I ask.

In response, he pulls his wallet out of his back pocket and passes me his driver’s license.

“Thank you.” Information is good. More definites. “You’re seven years older than me.”

“Yeah.”

“How serious were we? Did we stay together for long?”

He licks his lips, turns away. “Don’t you have someone else you can ask about all this? Your sister?”

I just look at him.

He frowns, but then sighs. “We saw each other for about half a year before moving in together. That lasted eight months.”

“Pretty serious.”

“If you say so.” His face isn’t happy. But I need to know.

“Did I cheat on you?”

Now the frown comes with a glare.

Despite his don’t-fuck-with-me vibes, it’s hard not to smile. The man is blessed in the DNA department. He’s so pretty. Masculine pretty. I’m not used to being attracted to people, and he’s giving me a heart-beating-harder, tingles-in-the-pants kind of sensation, which is a lot new and a little overwhelming. Makes me want to giggle and flip my hair at him like some vapid idiot.

But I don’t. “It’s just that I’m getting some distinct vibes that somehow I’m the bad guy in all this.”

“No, you didn’t cheat on me,” he growls. “And I didn’t cheat on you either, no matter what you might have thought.”

My brows jump. “Huh. So that’s why we broke up?”

“This is fucked. Actually, it was fucked the first time.” He turns away and finishes the last of his beer. “Jesus.”

I just keep quiet, waiting.

“You have no memories, no feelings about me whatsoever?”

“No, nothing.”

A muscle jumps in his jaw, his hands sitting fisted on the table.

“It’s called traumatic retrograde amnesia,” I say, trying to explain. “What they call my ‘episodic memory’ is gone—all my memories of events and people and history. Personal facts. But I can still make a cup of coffee, read a book, or drive a car. Stuff like that. Things that were done repetitively, you know? Not that I’m allowed to drive at the moment. My car’s sitting outside my sister’s house gathering dust. They said to give it some time before I got behind the wheel again, make sure I’m okay. Also, apparently the part of my brain in charge of inhibitions and social restrictors, et cetera, is a bit messed up, so I don’t always react right, or at least not necessarily how you’d expect me to behave based on previous me.”

“Previous you?”

I shrug. “It’s as good a label for her as any.”

“She’s you. You’re her.”

“Maybe. But she’s still a complete stranger to me.”

“Christ,” he mutters.

This is awkward. “I’m upsetting you. I’m sorry. But there are things I need to know, and I’m hoping you can help me out with some of them.”


“Kylie Scott has long been one of my favorite authors, and oh, did she crush it with Repeat! I loved every page. Witty, swoony, sexy romance weaved in a mystery that will have you hooked. This one goes to the top of my 2019 favorite reads.” —A.L. Jackson, New York Times and USA Today bestselling author

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“This book. You need this book. Repeat is everything I wanted in a romance. I was not expecting the delicious intensity, the amazing heroine, the delicious hero, and the banter only Kylie Scott can write. This book is pure magic.” —L.J. Shen, USA Today bestselling author

“Kylie Scott’s vivid characters, amazing writing, and a plot to keep you glued to the pages makes Repeat a must read!” —Donna Grant, New York Times and USA Today bestselling author

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THE TWO-WEEK ARRANGEMENT – A Kendal Ryan Cover Reveal

He’s a grumpy-pants CEO. She’s a know-it-all intern. Coming this June, the first in an all new series from NYT & USA Today Bestselling author Kendall Ryan, The Two-Week Arrangement!

Dear Sexy AF Intern,

I know you don’t particularly care that I’m the CEO of this company, and you’re just an intern. I also know you’re not impressed by my power or my wealth, and that’s fine.

You think you’ve got me all figured out from working alongside me for two weeks, but you don’t know me. Not really.

You don’t know that I’m a single dad to twin toddlers, or that those two little girls matter more to me than this entire hotel chain.

I’m not interested in starting something deep and meaningful, but what I am interested in is the way your body reacts to mine when we’re in the same room. You probably assume the concentration on my face is work-related, when in reality, I’m figuring out which I want more–to nail you against the wall, or to bend you over my desk.

While you’re too disciplined to act on it, I’m not. And the night you stepped into my limo, all bets were off.

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THE ROOMMATE AGREEMENT – An Emma Hart Review & Excerpt Reveal

Let’s be real here, if you have a best friend of the opposite sex they are one of two things: Your sibling or your crush. In the case of both Shelby and Jay they act like siblings filled with the fighting, name-calling, real-talk, and rough-housing. But both of them want the other in a more intimate way and are in COMPLETE DENIAL. After moving in with her, Jay has become a nuisance to introvert Shelby (#IntrovertForTheWin). He eats her prized snacks, doesn’t clean up after himself, and invited the hoard of his gym buddies over every weekend to take over her living room. But despite all that, she’s undeniable attracted to him and having him walk around in just his basketball shorts is detrimental to her fortitude and her work ethic. Hence, The Roommate Agreement (inspired by both Shelby and Hart’s love of The Big Bang Theory).  Rules set in place to keep her home tidy and her libido in check. But a few glasses of wine sets allllll that ablaze when her inner vixen comes out to confess her feelings to Jay.

Jay is all about his new roomie, she’s his bestie after all. Like the kid sister he’s always had cause they’ve known each other 20+ years. But now that he’s seen her in deadline mode, tiny pajama set mode, and fresh-faced no-makeup mode, there’s a startling change to Jay’s emotions. It’s undeniably attracted to his best friend and he’s just signed on to her lease. Accepting the Roommate Agreement is the least he can do to keep distance between them so he doesn’t cross a line. But what happens when she crosses that line? Oh all bets are off and Jay’s going to kiss her like she’s never been kissed. Now they just have to figure out how two best friends that live together can now enter into the world of dating and learning that side of each other.

Jealousy, drama, humor, embarrassing baby photos. This romance truly has it all. It’s a bit of a slow burn with a teaaaaasing middle, but it so worth the wait my readers. Shelby’s introvert side battling against Jay’s extrovert side is absolutely hysterical. I’ve been there; I get that; it’s so awkward. But these two have the benefit of being best friends who know each other inside and out. Throw in the romance and its 20 years (well less because they were children) of pent up lust and want exploding between them. I loved it so much! I was metaphorically (because e-reader) flipping page after page desperate to find out when these two would finally get their heads out of their butts. Another great win from Hart!


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Let your homeless best friend stay with you, he said. Being roommates will be fun, he said. It’s only temporary, he said.

He never said I’d fall for him.

The Roommate Agreement, all-new hilarious and romantic comedy from New York Times bestselling author Emma Hart is available now!

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You know what isn’t ‘temporary?’ The endless stream of dirty socks in my bathroom and empty food packets under the sofa—and don’t even get me started on the hot guys who take over my living room every Sunday to watch sports.

I can’t take anymore.

So I propose a roommate agreement. One that will bring peace and order back to my life, complete with rules that might just stop my newfound crush on my best friend in its tracks.

After all, there’s only so many times you can see your best friend naked before you start to lose your mind.

Rules. They’re meant to be broken… Aren’t they?

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Shelby shut the door with a click and peered over at me. “What are you writing? If it’s permission to use the feather duster as a sex toy, the answer is no. Unless you buy your own, but if you haven’t figured out where the laundry room is yet, I doubt you’ll find where to buy one.”

She was as funny as a car crash, this one.

“Hilarious,” I drawled. “No, I’m making amendments as I go. I added a new rule.”

“You added a new rule?” She raised one dark eyebrow and walked over, hovering over me. “All right, what is it?”

“Decent clothes must be worn. Do you know how many times I wake up early on a morning to open the gym and find you basically in your underwear in the kitchen?”

“Basically in my underwear? Who are you seeing in the kitchen? I wear shorts and a tank top at the very least.”

“Yes, but the shorts barely cover your ass, and you’re sure as hell not wearing a bra.”

She paused, eyes glittering as she said, “And why are you looking at my ass and my boobs?”

That was an excellent question.

“Because there’s nowhere else to look!” I rushed out before my stupid cock could get any ideas. “Look, waking up in the morning can be challenging for a guy.”

She stared at me.

“I don’t need to get up for a coffee with… you know.” I motioned to my groin. “And see you half-clothed.”

She flicked her hair over her shoulder and walked to the kitchen, turning her back to me. “Why does it matter? I’m your best friend. I hardly think your little friend is remotely interested in whether or not I’m wearing a bra.”

Yeah, well, he is.

“Fine. If I have to wake up and see your perky nipples prancing around the kitchen, I’m going to stroll around in my underwear so you can get a good view of my morning glory.”

She spun, lifting up a finger. Her cheeks were flushed, and she had to swallow before she could speak. “My nipples do not prance. They are not horses.”

I grinned.

“Also, I have no desire to have anything to do with your morning erection, much less get a good view of it, thank you very much.”

“Have I told you that you’re cute when you blush?”

“Have I told you that you’d be a cute dead guy?”

I laughed, leaning back on the sofa. “C’mon, Shelbs. We need to respect each other’s privacy. You don’t want to see my cock hard over your breakfast, and I don’t want to see your nipples standing to attention when I make a coffee.”

She sighed. “Why did I ever let you move in again?”

“Because I was going to be homeless and you’re the best friend ever?”

“Mm.”


About Emma Hart

EmmaHart.jpgEmma Hart is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of over thirty novels and has been translated into several different languages.

She is a mother, wife, lover of wine, Pink Goddess, and valiant rescuer of wild baby hedgehogs.

Emma prides herself on her realistic, snarky smut, with comebacks that would make a PMS-ing teenage girl proud.

Yes, really. She’s that sarcastic.

 

 

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