BLOG TOUR REVIEW AND EXCERPT: The Billionaire’s Forbidden Little Sister by Max Monroe

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Question: What do you do when you fall for your best friend’s little sister?

More important question: How long can you keep it a secret before it all goes up in flames?

The Billionaire’s Forbidden Little Sister, an all-new brother’s best friend rom-com from New York Times bestselling author Max Monroe, is available now!

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Theo Cruz, a New York man known for his family’s billion-dollar empire, Cruz Enterprises, has been indicted this afternoon in the Court of Public Opinion on charges of Bro-Code Conspiracy.

Chief counsel for the prosecution, Caplin Hawkins, spoke candidly about the accusation.

“Once thought of as a best friend to many—including myself—Theo Cruz has officially turned his back on human decency. He’s conniving and dishonest, and a habitual offender of Bro-Code Law 676. He’ll rue the day he forgot that you never—under any circumstances—get involved with your best friend’s little sister.”

Fact: I haven’t actually been arrested or indicted.

More important fact: I inadvertently messed up—big-time.

Two strangers in a foreign country, we said hello.

Hello turned into a kiss.

A kiss turned into a rendezvous.

And a rendezvous turned into more than I’d ever imagined.

But her unruly golden curls and beautiful body hid an important detail—She’s my mouthiest billionaire best friend’s forbidden little sister.

Fact: I knew not of my crimes.

More important fact: I know now, but even though I know I’m playing with fire, there’s no way I’m stopping. I can’t leave her alone.

Question: What do you do when you fall for your best friend’s little sister?

More important question: How long can you keep it a secret before it all goes up in flames?

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My Review

Every time I enter one of Max Monroe’s stories, I know I’m in for quite the steamy and hilarious ride, partly because they create some of the most amazing alpha male heroes in romantic comedies – ones who aren’t afraid to claim who and what they want regardless of the obstacles, but also because the sassy and sultry heroines who they match their leading men up with are their perfect counterparts in every way, making it only a matter of time before they can’t keep their hands off each other, even if it breaks a number of their personal rules, or in Lena and Theo’s case, breaks bro-code law, and when I say breaks…I mean annihilates it so much so that there’s definitely no going back and frankly I don’t think Theo cares one iota about the fallout for this particular ‘conspiracy’ because if it means tightening up those strings he never thought he wanted to have the chance of keeping Lena by his side, he’s more than happy to continue to break every single solitary rule there is when it comes to Cap’s little sister.

One aspect of Max Monroe’s writing that I’ve always appreciated is the amount of wit and sarcasm they infuse into their story lines. Don’t get me wrong, I’m all about the smexy times they create for their characters to experience, but what always captivates my attention are the snarky interactions between the male and female leads as well as the exchanges that take place among their families and friends. And because this is Cap’s baby sister we’re talking about, you can be dang sure that he has more than a few choice words for his once best friend and while two words seem to stand out between them – those words being ‘bro-code,’ what’s most entertaining is witnessing Theo and Lena trying to keep their feelings on the DL for fear what those around them will think, particularly a cocky and nosy big brother.

Anytime I get to catch up with some of my favorite Max Monroe characters, I’m always left with s smile on my face and and a fit or two of laughter due to some zippy one-liners and/or tell it like it is feedback, and that is most definitely the case in The Billionaire’s Forbidden Little Sister, and while the title may indicate something taboo, that is so not the case with this story because while the old adage of bros before hoes still carries weight in contemporary society, the fact that Lena doesn’t have one shred of home-wrecker in her demeanor makes it a mute point, especially given the fact that they didn’t know who one another was when they first hooked up all those years ago.

Theo and Lena’s story is another fun, steamy, and snarky read from the comedic minds of Max Monroe; they’re definitely one of my go-to authors when it comes to romantic comedies that bring the heat and the hilarity to every story they write, and I’ll never tire from being in one of their worlds because by the time I’m finished with a book, I’ve had a good laugh and one heck of a time reading about the hijinks and antics of their dynamic characters.

4.5 Poison Apples

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Excerpt

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Two hours and another two shots for Pippa later and she’s in full-on dance mode. Shaking her hips and tits like she owns the joint. It only took one intense shimmy during “Gonna Make You Sweat” to understand what she meant—her boobs, left braless, would absolutely be a lethal weapon. I’m pretty sure the sweat between them even vaporized into a misty Mel Gibson mirage, they shook so hard.

And not once has she wanted to stop for a break.

She’s in the running to be the next Energizer bunny, but my bladder is full, and I’m dehydrated. For the love of God, I need something to drink other than Mel-flavored sweat mist and gasoline.

Thankfully, when Pip spots Sophie and Frederick on the other side of the dance floor, she does some weird version of the robot, spins in their direction, and makes like the wind through the crowd while letting her arms trail behind her.

It’s so fucking strange, it’s hilarious, and I can’t help but laugh.

Sophie feels the same, covering her mouth comically as she spots Pippa. I wave my hand, hoping to get her attention, and by some miracle, she spots me through the strobing lights and writhing bodies.

I jerk my chin and swipe a hand across my chest before tapping the skin next to my eye and doing the walking symbol with my fingers. Sophie nods, interpreting my baseball-esque code, regardless of its lackluster delivery. If I were on the other end of things, I’d be waffling between second and third base right now, trying to figure out what to do.

“I’ve got her!” she whisper-yells toward me, and the weight of drunken-friend-motherhood lifts off me in a flash. I’m sure my friends with kids would tell me this is how they always feel when they actually make it to the bathroom.

I didn’t think it was a possibility for a female living on planet Earth, but when I make it to the toilets—as the Italians call them—the line is short and speedy. I’m standing at the bar again, waiting on a bartender to take my order in under five minutes.

Of course, the bar takes so long, I have to sit down on one of the stools to bide my time. And just like that, the timetable of the universe has been righted.

While I wait, I glance back toward the dance floor to check on Pip, the dancing queen—who is now showing off her twerking skills to a cute twentysomething guy. If I had to guess based on his appearance, I’d peg him as one of the locals. But for all I really know, he hails from the Jersey Shore.

Thankfully, Sophie and Frederick are sticking close to Pip’s side, and her dance partner of unknown origin isn’t getting too handsy.

All is well. I breathe a sigh of relief and turn back toward the bar to resume my quest for a drink and, like magic, lock eyes directly with a bartender.

Thank God!

He jerks his chin up to head my way, and I climb to stand on the rung of my barstool with glee.

But when he’s five steps away, his attention swings back to a point down the bar, and immediately, he diverts.

What the hell?

I glance down at my perky, tight-nippled breasts and frown. How in the hell did he see these fuckers and not come in for the landing?

Annoyed, I follow him with my gaze to what I’m sure must be a woman with three tits and an exposed pussy.

I pause. Stop. Go completely still.

Wow. That is definitely not a woman with freakish anatomy. In fact, that’s no woman at all.

Midnight-blue eyes, a little scruff on his strong jaw, and the kind of lips that I instinctually know will be good at kissing, the man who stole my bartender warrants more than a double take.

Hot damn.

He’s clad in a smart suit but no tie, and his collared shirt is loose at the neck but perfectly fitted around the tight, firm muscles of his chest. The suit is obviously tailored and screams of money, but I have a feeling not even gold-plating would be able to disguise the spectacular body he’s got underneath.

His face is serious—but God, even serious, he is handsome as fuck.

The urge to find out what he looks like when he smiles is both overwhelming and terrifying. I mean, how would I even quantify anything beyond perfection?

A shiver runs up my spine. I really want to see what this guy is all about.

I imagine if I could remember Pippa existed at this point, I’d try to thank her for insisting I celebrate our accomplishments by lifting the man ban for the night.

As it is, I’m not sure anyone but me and the hottie with the sparkling eyes are left on the planet.

When he finishes talking to what I can only assume is the bartender who abandoned me, he turns back toward the dance floor and rests his hip against the bar.

His still-serious eyes scan the joint, moving from the dance floor to the VIP section to the intimate booths scattered along the walls and then back to the line of the bar, all the way back to me.

My breath catches in my throat when he meets my curious gaze and pauses.

Yes, please.

Drink forgotten, I mouth the word “Hi” toward him, and the slight hint of a smile threatens to quirk up just one corner of his lips.

God, I want to see him smile.

He mouths “Hi” back before pulling the center of his bottom lip between his teeth and dragging it back out. One perfect dimple pokes out from his cheek.

Hell’s bells, that’s one dangerously sexy look…

Unconsciously, I lick my bottom lip, and without hesitation, he shoves away from his spot at the bar and closes the distance between us.

“Hi,” I repeat when he stops within hearing distance—and in this club, with this crowd and noise, that’s pretty fucking close.

With full lips, white teeth, and two dimples, he smiles the sexiest smile I’ve seen in my life at the single-syllable word. And as a bonus, I can see now that his sparkling eyes are midnight blue, like the deepest part of the ocean.

“Hi,” he responds, rounding out our freak cycle of hellos, and it’s instantly evident he’s an American like me.

“You should do that more.”

He raises a questioning brow, leaning just one hand into the lighted marble bar top behind me. It makes his size feel impressive, makes me feel enveloped. My whole body spasms, and I take a deep breath to control it. “Do what more?”

“Smile,” I clarify.

A soft but deep and raspy chuckle leaves his perfect, kissable mouth. “Who says I don’t?”

I reach up toward the skin between his brows and his gaze follows my hand skeptically, but he doesn’t back away. “This little, almost nonexistent line right here,” I say softly, running a finger across it.

His eyes search mine in the kind of hot and sexy way that makes me wonder if my panties are still there, but I do my best to keep my voice even as I explain further. “I bet you furrow your brow all the time.”

He leans closer to me, and my fingers slide into the lush, dark locks of his hair on accident. “Is that right?”

“Uh-huh,” I answer simply, unable to form words until my hand finds its way back to the safe space of my lap. It’s purely circumstantial that my fingers graze his cheek and then his neck along the way. I clear my throat and look up to meet his eyes again. “I mean, here you are, in a club, at a bar with beautiful women all around you, and until you came over here, I couldn’t tell if you were having a good time at all.”

He laughs a little and then asks, “You know what’s funny?”

Completely oblivious to the answer but equally eager to find out, I shake my head.

“Neither could I.”

“And now?” I challenge with one inquisitive eyebrow.

“Now, I definitely am.”

I smile then, allowing a cascade of goose bumps to cover my arms from my shoulders to my fingertips.

Goddamn. He’s trouble, and I like it. In fact, I like it way too much.

“Well, in that case…” I pause and bite down on my bottom lip. “Since you stole my bartender, I think it’s only fair that you buy me a drink.”

He searches my eyes, a small smile once again lighting his own. “Stole your bartender?”

“Yep. Plucked him right from my braless grasp.”

He laughs again, shaking his head and fighting like hell not to look down. I’m immediately impressed by his level of self-control. Nine out of ten of the men I’ve been with in the past would have focused in on my buzzword and failed to look away from it for the rest of the night.

But not this guy. He’s interested—I can tell by the way his pupils have dilated—but for now, he’s content to focus on my eyes.

Irony at its finest, as that simple behavior actually increases his chances of seeing my nipples later.

“Okay, then. I guess I owe you one. What’s your poison?” That handsome grin of his grows wider, and I swear to God, I can feel it all the way to my damn toes.

Tell him gin and tonic because it will taste good when you get him to kiss you later, my horny, sex-deprived subconscious instructs.

The other side of my brain—the rational side—suggests something low in alcohol content—something that promotes good decisions.

I think it over for a brief moment, scanning the features of his too-handsome face and landing on his luscious smirking lips once again.

The answer pours out of me like a benediction. “Gin and tonic, please.”

About Max Monroe

A secret duo of romance authors team up under the New York Times and USA Today Bestselling pseudonym Max Monroe to bring you sexy, laugh-out-loud reads.

Max Monroe is the New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author of more than ten contemporary romance titles. Favorite writing partners and long time friends, Max and Monroe strive to live and write all the fun, sexy swoon so often missing from their Facebook newsfeed. Sarcastic by nature, their two writing souls feel like they’ve found their other half. This is their most favorite adventure thus far.

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COVER REVEAL: RIVEN KNIGHT by Devney Perry

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Tin Gypsy #2

Release Date: January 21st, 2020

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Blurb

Genevieve Daylee didn’t expect to be standing in front of a judge on her twenty-seventh birthday. But ever since her life became entangled with a former motorcycle gang, she’s learned not to expect anything but trouble.

Her mother, a woman she once admired and adored, is gone, leaving behind a trail of secrets and lies. She’s living in a tiny apartment above a garage owned by her brother, a man who loathes her very existence. And the father she met beside her mother’s grave is as much of a stranger as Isaiah Reynolds, the broken man with soulless eyes standing beside her in front of the judge.

Isaiah is her protector from the murderer at large in Clifton Forge. Though he’s more like a riven knight in dented armor than a prince on a white stallion. She knows next to nothing about him, other than he works as a mechanic. As of tonight, he’ll be sharing her bathroom.

And, according to the judge, Isaiah is now her husband.

About the Author

Devney is a USA Today bestselling author. Born and raised in Montana, she loves writing books set in her treasured home state. After working in the technology industry for nearly a decade, she abandoned conference calls and project schedules to enjoy a slower pace at home with her husband and two sons. Writing one book, let alone many, was not something she ever expected to do. But now that she’s discovered her true passion for writing romance, she has no plans to ever stop. Devney loves hearing from readers! Connect with her on social media.

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COVER REVEAL: WAIT FOR ME by Tia Louise

WAIT FOR ME

By Tia Louise

Release Day: December 17

 
Dear Taron,
I should have told you this before…
Dear Taron,
Is there a time-limit on forgiveness?
If there is, I haven’t reached it…

Dear Taron,
I still love you…

Taron Rhodes was my brother’s best friend.

He was sexy as sin.

But he was more than that…

He was ponytail-pulling, ice down your shirt teasing, throw you in the lake screaming…

Strong, tanned arms and bright green eyes over a heart-stopping, naughty grin…

Did I mention his tight end?

I gave him my first real kiss, my heart, my everything.

I said I’d wait for him…

 

I’m still waiting, because Taron Rhodes is still the man of my dreams,

And I have a secret that has his bright green eyes.

 

Noel LaGrange stole my heart when she was only eighteen—pushing me off a flatbed and calling me a city slicker.

Her brother Sawyer would kick my ass if he knew how many times we made out that summer, how close we got.

 

Everything changed when Sawyer and I joined the military.

We were honorably discharged, but I didn’t go to her.

Instead, I went back to the city… where no amount of money, no amount of pills can heal this wound.

Only her whiskey eyes and dark hair, her slim arms and her sweet scent, give me hope.

I broke her heart just as surely as I broke mine, but I’m going back to make it right.

If she’s still waiting…

(WAIT FOR ME is a STAND-ALONE small-town, second-chance romance with a guaranteed HEA. No cheating. No cliffhangers.)

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Wide readers, please pre-order now, as it will be Amazon Exclusive starting Dec. 18.

Tia Louise is the USA Today bestselling, award-winning author of When We Touch, the “Bright Lights,” “One to Hold,” and “Dirty Players” series, and co-author of the #4 Amazon bestseller The Last Guy.

After being a teacher, a book editor, a journalist, and finally a magazine editor, she started writing love stories and never stopped.

Louise lives in the Midwest with her trophy husband, two teenage geniuses, and one grumpy cat.
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RELEASE BLITZ AND REVIEW: TRYING TO SCORE by Kendall Ryan

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By Kendall Ryan

Release Day: November 12, 2019

 About the Book

“Make a sex tape,” they said.

“It’ll be fun,” they said.

Spoiler alert: they lied.

I’m an overworked attorney, but hey, at least my latest case is an interesting one. I’ve been hired to help my friend Teddy keep a sex tape he made years ago private. And considering Teddy is a pro hockey hunk with a huge reputation and an even bigger following, this news can’t get out.

Plus, I have an extra interest in making sure that tape never sees the light of day. Because the other person in that video?

Is me.

Your favorite hot jocks are back with an all new stand-alone novel. If you like sexy, confident men who know how to handle a stick (on and off the ice), and smart women who are strong enough to keep all those big egos in check, this series of athlete romances is perfect for you!

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My Review

A sex tape is not something a successful attorney or a star forward for a professional hockey team wants going public, no matter if it’s from their college days and they haven’t been more than friends for the past 7 years. Image is everything in their chosen careers, so priority number one should be to retrieve the tape, but in re-exploring their college fling, Teddy King and Sara Dawson realize that their more than plutonic feelings for each other have always been there, they just needed a reminder of how much chemistry they seem to have.

Teddy and Sara are fantastic together. They’re both incredibly successful in their own right, and their witty and sarcastic exchanges illustrate just how comfortable they are with one another. I seriously have no idea how these two ‘plutonic’ friends didn’t spontaneously combust from the large amount of sexual tension that laid dormant for all these years, but let me tell you, they more than make up for it once they decide to go all-in.

Kendall Ryan always delivers a fun, flirty, and steamy story, and I’m thoroughly enjoying her Hot Jocks series. The heroes and heroines she created for each book are perfect for each other, even if they don’t see it at first or refuse to acknowledge it. But, thankfully, they get their act together and stop playing games and start figuring out how to win each other’s hearts.

4 Poison Apples

About Kendall Ryan

A New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today bestselling author of more than three dozen titles, Kendall Ryan has sold over 3 million books and her books have been translated into several languages in countries around the world.

Her books have also appeared on the New York Times and USA Today bestseller lists more than 70 times. Ryan has been featured in such publications as USA Today, Newsweek, and InTouch Magazine.

She lives in Texas with her husband and two sons.

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RELEASE BLITZ: No Whisk, No Reward by Ellie Kay

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No Whisk, No Reward, an all-new small-town romance from Ellie Kay, is coming available now!

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How do you know if a risk is worth taking? If you knew, there wouldn’t be any risk.

Following a disastrous appearance on a televised baking show, Sophie Copeland is certain things can’t get any worse. Several calamities later, Sophie finds herself in Green Valley, Tennessee with no plan, no place to stay, and no prospects. But at least she has a temporary seasonal arrangement with the famed Donner Bakery. And that’s something, right?

It’s not permanent, and it’s not a home, but it’s still something.

Enter Joel Barnes, a Green Valley mystery, wrapped in rumors, and a whispered connection to the local notorious biker gang. Joel’s got a name for being bad news, but he also has an apartment for rent.

Intrigued by the dichotomy of Joel’s reputation and sexy southern pull, Sophie can’t help but be tempted, even though she knows—given her (bad) luck—she should stay far, far away. . .

Yet as everyone knows, without risk, there’s no reward.

‘No Whisk, No Reward’ is a full-length contemporary romantic comedy, can be read as a standalone, and is book#3 in the Donner Bakery series, Green Valley World, Penny Reid Book Universe.

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Ellie Kay is an Australian born living in Vancouver, British Columbia Canada who honed her creative writing skills in the colorful, and imaginative world of Corporate Insurance.

Socially awkward, she loves to respond to theatre ticket vendors who say, “enjoy the movie” with, “Thanks, you too,”, but she also likes to cook, travel and spend time with her partner and cat Taako.

Ellie is on a mission to help change the stigma surrounding the Romance genre and hopes to see a day when they are no longer considered “guilty pleasures,” but rather, just a pleasure.

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RELEASE BLITZ: My Bare Lady by Piper Sheldon

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My Bare Lady, the first in the all-new opposites-attract romantic comedy from Piper Sheldon and Smartypants Romance is available now!

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Suzie Samuels is the only thing standing between Clifford and his life’s work. All he has to do is change everything about her. Perception creates reality and Clifford Rutledge needs the irascible stripper to prove it.

Suzie Samuels is set to prove once and for all she’s more than Short Fuse Suze, stripper for the Black Demons and renowned motorcycle arsonist. If all it takes is hard work, then Suzie knows how to work it hard.

But Suzie’s scandalous spirit tests Clifford’s resolve. And Clifford’s buttoned-up bullying is driving Suzie bonkers.

Can Clifford move past their differences long enough to pull off the impossible task of changing the bare lady into a fair lady?

More importantly, as perceptions shift and priorities change, will he want to?

‘My Bare Lady’ is a full-length contemporary romantic comedy, can be read as a standalone, and is book #1 in the Scorned Women’s Society series, Green Valley World, Penny Reid Book Universe.

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Piper Sheldon writes Contemporary Romance and Magical Realism books that hope to be New York Times bestsellers when they grow up. For now, she works as a technical writer during the day and writes about love the rest of the time. Of course she also makes room for her husband, toddler, and two needy dogs at home in the Desert Southwest.

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RELEASE BLITZ AND EXCERPT: MORE THAN PLEASURE YOU by Shayla Black

We are beyond excited to be sharing this release from Shayla Black with you today!

MORE THAN PLEASURE YOU is part of her More Than Words series and it is releasing as part of 1001 Dark Nights.

It just went live today!

Check out an excerpt and book trailer from the title below.

Click here to grab your copy now.

Purchase your copy of MORE THAN PLEASURE YOU today!

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About the Book

From New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Shayla Black comes a new story in her More Than Words series…

Can I convince her our hot but temporary engagement should last forever?

I’m Stephen Lund, confirmed bachelor…and son of a successful billionaire whose sins I can’t forget—or forgive. Though he insisted I get over his transgressions, I can’t. So I put space between us with a temporary getaway to Maui. My rental’s sexy caretaker, Skye Ingram, is a beautiful distraction. Yeah, it’s a terrible time to start a fling, but I can’t help wanting to give her every bit of pleasure she’s willing to take.

When Skye needs a date to her ex-boyfriend’s wedding, I’m game to play her pretend fiancé. The jerk should see what he passed up…and that I’m holding her now. But our pretend engagement begins to feel real. Our passion certainly is. So are the consequences. When I’m confronted with the reality that our lives are now irrevocably entwined, I have to choose between leaving Skye to return to the life—and wealth—I’ve always known or abandoning everything familiar to start over with the woman who awakened my heart.

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Excerpt

“So you think having a fiancé will finally convince your ex’s mother to back off?”

“I hope. In her head, I’m all alone, and Finn is only marrying Dana because he’s a stubborn dumb ass. But if she sees I’ve moved on, too, I have to think she’ll give up.”

“Tell me one thing that will really convince her you’re no longer interested in Finn.”

Skye pauses. “I haven’t thought about it like that… Probably behaving unlike the way I did with Finn.”

“What do you mean?”

“She was always encouraging us to kiss and hold hands. She would give us romantic weekends away. Once, when I made an offhanded mention that my period was late, she asked me—gleefully—if there was any chance I was pregnant. I didn’t have the heart to tell her no.”

No chance at all? “Not to be too personal, but did you ever have sex with Finn?”

“No. Maybe he might have tried harder if I had been more receptive. But mostly I think we both felt pushed into the relationship.”

“So you and I have to act like we can’t keep our hands off each other?”

“Probably.” She winces. “Yeah. Sorry.”

“It’s not a problem.” At all. I reach for her hand—and frown when Skye jolts. “But if we’re going to convince anyone, especially people who have known you for years, that we’re getting married because we’re desperately in love, you can’t jump when I touch you. We have to leave them thinking that we barely managed to roll out of bed for the wedding and that we’ll probably roll right back in as soon as we’re alone.”

“You’re right. It’s just, um…been a while since anyone kissed me. I don’t count Finn.”

“How long?”

She pauses. “Two years and some change.”

Whoa. Skye deserves to be kissed well and often by someone desperate to make love to that pillowy pink mouth with abandon. Hell, yeah, I’ll volunteer. And if it’s been that long since anyone has kissed her, how long since someone has taken her to bed and pleasured her? I don’t ask—but I’m really fucking curious. “I did not see that coming.”

“Embarrassing, right?”

I shake my head. “No.”

“You’re being nice.” She slides off the stool and onto her feet, shaking slightly. “So you think we should wing the whole PDA thing…or maybe practice a little?”

“Definitely practice.” I can’t help but grin. “A lot.”

Skye bites her soft lip. “You’re probably right.”

I am. And that makes her very nervous.

“No maybe about it.” I flash what I hope is a reassuring smile, not one that divulges the fact that I woke up with an aching cock and her on my mind.

“Okay, how should we—”

I stop her awkward, breathless question by kicking away from my stool. The legs drag across the tile as I stand. That’s the only sound in the room besides the distant crash of surf and her suddenly rapid breathing.

“Come here.” I crook my finger.

About SHAYLA BLACK

Shayla Black is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of more than seventy novels. For twenty years, she’s written contemporary, erotic, paranormal, and historical romances via traditional, independent, foreign, and audio publishers. Her books have sold millions of copies and been published in a dozen languages.

Raised an only child, Shayla occupied herself with lots of daydreaming, much to the chagrin of her teachers. In college, she found her love for reading and realized that she could have a career publishing the stories spinning in her imagination. Though she graduated with a degree in Marketing/Advertising and embarked on a stint in corporate America to pay the bills, her heart has always been with her characters. She’s thrilled that she’s been living her dream as a full-time author for the past eight years.

Shayla currently lives in North Texas with her wonderfully supportive husband, her daughter, and two spoiled tabbies. In her “free” time, she enjoys reality TV, reading, and listening to an eclectic blend of music.

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