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I don’t know what love is anymore.

Well, that’s not entirely true, but I’m going to tell you a little secret: I’ve lost the spark.

You know the kind of spark I’m talking about?

Where butterflies take flight in your stomach from two hands innocently colliding. Or catching your breath when you first meet someone attractive. Yeah, that spark.

Except I haven’t felt that feeling in forever; there is nothing left inside of me.

Normally, this wouldn’t be a problem–but I’m a writer on a serious deadline, and my editor is breathing down my neck for a romantic, Nicholas Sparks type love story. No pressure, right?

That’s how I find myself flying across the country to crash a wedding in the name of research, dress and heels stuffed into my small suitcase.

It should be the easiest book research ever. Drinking some free champagne, basking in the love of two strangers, and tapping into my romantic side. That will be a breeze. I’m a pro. I can handle this.

Until I mistakenly end up in the wrong hotel room, naked as the day I was born, with the sexiest human I have ever met staring me down, wondering what I’m doing taking a shower in his bathroom. I don’t think calling it research will get me out of this pickle.

“What brings you to Key West, Beck?”

I feel like that’s a question I should have asked a while ago but with the whole naked hotel room exposure—which I have yet to tell my friends about—and the sweatshirt burial, we haven’t had a real chance to get to know each other. Not that I’m complaining all too much. What I know about Beck so far is that he’s a gentleman and likes to have a good time, even if that means torching a sweatshirt and sending it on it’s way.

There aren’t many people I know who would stand there, hand over heart, talking about the thread count of a sweatshirt while fake crying.

The corner of my lips pull up just from the image of Beck wiping “tears” from his eyes with the back of his index finger.

“Do you want the truth, or do you want a fabricated lie that will cause you to fall madly in love with me?”

Chuckling, I answer, “Both.”

“Fair enough.” Beck pushes his foot against the sand below us, sending the hammock into a relaxing swing. “Want the truth or the lie first?”

“Hmm, how about I guess which is which.”

“Ah, things are about to get exciting.” He chuckles and rubs his hands together. “Okay, reason number one.” He clears his throat. “I’m attending a wedding this coming weekend, a wedding I wasn’t invited to, but my friend begged me to attend because he wanted to bone his wife without children around. It doesn’t make sense, but hey, I’m a good friend so here I am.”

Errr, that’s eerily familiar. I swallow a little harder than expected. There is no way he’s crashing a wedding like me. That’s only something a desperate author does in order to find signs of love again. “Okay, reason number two.”

“My sister is getting married this weekend and I’m giving her away. Our dad passed away a few years ago from a heart attack, and even though we’d been estranged for two years, she asked if I would be a part of her wedding. So here I am.”

Silently he swings us, my mind whirling with what the truth could be. Both stories were told so effortlessly, so he’s either a really good liar, or some kind of con artist. I should be scared. I should go to my hotel room right now, wishing Beck a good night, but I don’t, because I’m intrigued by this man. Behind the good looks and intelligence, there’s something beneath the surface, something dark that makes understandable the age in his weathered eyes.

Because of that, I go with option number two. It seems the most plausible, because who really crashes weddings? Only crazed women with the tendency to sit in a bush with a notepad and pen and take notes while staring at couples and listening in on their conversations.

Research and all, it comes at a high price, like spikey branches to the tush.

“Hmm, I’m going to go with reason number two.”

He nods and says, “I knew you were going to say that, but you’re pretty little self is wrong. I don’t even have a sister.”

Stunned, I prop myself up as best as I can on the loose woven thread of the hammock and stare him down. “You’re here to crash someone’s wedding?”

He winces. “Uh, yeah, kind of.”

“Unbelievable.” I shake my head in disbelief and lie back down.

“Now before you judge me and give me a lecture about RSVPing—”

“I’m not judging you.” I turn toward Beck, the hammock making the shift slightly difficult. “I’m just a little . . . surprised.”

“I don’t plan on eating any food.” He bites his bottom lip. “That’s a lie. I plan on eating a lot, but hey, I’ll bring the party to the dance floor. If anything, I’m bringing them the gift of dance, so you can’t be mad at me for that.”

“I’m not mad.” I laugh, still surprised. “I’m just trying to comprehend this.” Looking him square in the eyes, I say, “I’m here crashing a wedding as well.”

This causes Beck to sit up, his brawny chest straining the fabric of his shirt. He intently studies me, his eyes flitting back and forth until he finally asks, “You’re serious? You’re really crashing a wedding?”

I press my lips together and nod.

A sharp laugh escapes Beck as he lies down on the hammock and sends our swing into more of a frenzied movement. “I’m just going to assume, given our luck of baby puke, naked encounters—”

“I knew you saw boobs.”

“I didn’t see . . . ah hell, what’s the point? I totally saw your tits and fuck, woman, they’re hot.” I blush . . . horrendously, my face heating up along with every vein in my body. “But like I was saying, with our luck, we’re going to the same wedding.”

Clearing my throat, trying to move past the part where Beck just made my nipples harden and pop out like turkey thermometers, I lamely say, “Yeah, that would be our luck.”

“Let me guess, wedding is on Saturday at The Hemingway House.”

Cue another rush of heat to eclipse my body. “The one and only.”

He nods and lies there silently for a second before saying, “So what you’re telling me is that I have a date for the wedding Saturday night.”

Not expecting him to say that, I laugh out loud and for some reason say, “I’m wearing teal, in case you want to match and take couple pictures. You know, might as well do the whole couple thing up, right?”

This garners, a deep, low, rumble of a laugh from Beck. “Thank God I packed grey pants with a white button-down. There won’t be any kind of clashing in those couple photos.”

“Nope, not even in the slightest.”

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Rylee is a romance writer who has a deadline quickly approaching and she needs some inspiration as her love life is sadly lacking. Her friends convince her to crash a wedding in Key West and hopefully have a fling so that she will have some new material and let’s just say her trip begins with a splash.

Beck has been convinced by his friends that he needs to start dating and crashing the wedding in Key West is the perfect opportunity to get back into the swing of things. When he enters his hotel room and sees Rylee enjoying his tub he was speechless in a good way.

When he sees her the next day he approaches her and theirs is a match filled with chemistry and humor. They agree to have the fling that they both need but when they return to their regular lives will this be a fling that they remember fondly or the start of something more?

These characters are amazing as Beck has not had an easy past and there is so much more to him than first appears. Rylee is hilarious and someone that you can relate to, insecurities and all. I also liked how it wasn’t instalove but a work in progress to mesh their lives together. The narrators did a great job at bringing the story to life and has the listener feeling the same emotions as the characters.

Born in New York and raised in Southern California, Meghan has grown into a sassy, peanut butter eating, blonde haired swearing, animal hoarding lady. She is known to bust out and dance if “It’s Raining Men” starts beating through the air and heaven forbid you get a margarita in her, protect your legs because they may be humped.

Once she started commuting for an hour and twenty minutes every day to work for three years, she began to have conversations play in her head, real life, deep male voices and dainty lady coos kind of conversations. Perturbed and confused, she decided to either see a therapist about the hot and steamy voices running through her head or start writing them down. She decided to go with the cheaper option and started writing… enter her first novel, Caught Looking.

Now you can find the spicy, most definitely on the border of lunacy, kind of crazy lady residing in Colorado with the love of her life and her five, furry four legged children, hiking a trail or hiding behind shelves at grocery stores, wondering what kind of lube the nervous stranger will bring home to his wife. Oh and she loves a good boob squeeze!

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About MEMORIES OF US

MEMORIES OF US is a standalone, second chance contemporary romance filled with twists and turns as a forgotten past is remembered.

BRENTON
I’m a desperate man.
The memories I’ve lost now threaten my future.
After years spent escaping my family’s high society drama I’m back in town to fix my past.
Only one person can help: The gorgeous and headstrong Rebeka Harding who hates me for something I can’t remember.
I’ll do anything including striking a unique deal with the one woman I want but can’t touch.
She agrees with one condition – just friends, no benefits.
We’ll see how long that lasts.

REBEKA
For thirteen years, I’ve resented Brenton Graves for deserting me.
I’ve tried to move on, refusing to think about what might have been.
Now he’s back in town, seeking redemption and looking as sexy as ever.
When he asks for my help, I know better than to accept.
But I will. Because no matter how much I want to hate Brenton, I don’t.
Five days to help him remember and for me to finally get closure.
It’s what I need, but his touch is what I crave.

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The tips of my fingers grasped the truck door handle, but a set of large hands gripped my shoulders and swiveled me, pushing my back against the scorching metal. The brisk walk and proximity to him had my heart thundering against my ribs and my chest heaving with each labored breath.

“Where in the hell are you going? I told you to stop,” he said, not even breathing hard after his chase.

“Home.” I shifted to turn, but his grip only tightened. “Let go, B. You did it once before. I’m sure it’ll be even easier the second time around.”

“What the hell are you talking about?” he gritted out. “What did I do? Who did I leave?”

Mouth gaping, I relaxed a fraction, only to tense again when Kyle shoved Brenton so hard that the tight grip on my shoulders released.

“Get the fuck off her,” Kyle yelled, taking a step toward Brenton with his fists raised.

“Listen, I’m just trying to—”

“What do you mean, ‘What did I do’?” I asked, taking a step toward the two fuming men.
Brenton’s green eyes cut to mine. “I—fuck! Get the hell off me.” He shoved Kyle, sending him stumbling back several steps.

Attention back on me, Brenton moved closer, eyes searching mine. “It means I don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about. I don’t understand why you’re so pissed. Hell, I don’t even know why I’m out here right now. All I know is—” He shot an annoyed look at Ryder and Kyle. “Can we have two seconds here?”

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Kennedy lives in Dallas with her husband, son, and 80lb Goldendoodle who still believes he’s a lap dog. A bookworm at heart, Kennedy loves to snuggle up in bed or by the campfire with an unputdownable book. She began writing two years ago with Falling for the Chance and has no plans of stopping. Her novels are witty, action-packed, and offer enough steam for a great facial. If you like strong heroines and sexy, tattooed men who can’t keep their hands off them, then this author is the one for you.

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Review

Rebeka and Brenton were young and in love. Even though they came from very different lifestyles the planned a future together until an accident sent them on different courses that they have never recovered from.

Thirteen years later Brenton is back in town for his grandfather’s funeral. Rebeka is looking for closure from that terrible day and Brenton is hoping to regain the memories that he lost. They are both damaged by the past will this finally be their chance to heal?

These characters will draw you in. Rebeka is feisty and although she has moved forward in her life she hasn’t dealt with her past while Brenton is a good man but his memory loss has taken a toll and it is only with Rebeka he feels whole. Full of suspense and twists this is story about forgiveness and second chances.

 

Title: Enjoy The Ride
Series: Winter Games Book 3
Author: Dr. Rebecca Sharp
Genre: Sports Romance, Enemies-to-Lovers, Second Chance
Release Date: December 11, 2018

“Sharp has once again produced an absolute Masterpiece. Enjoy the Ride has it All.” ~ Goodreads Review

 

“Rebecca Sharp has done it again. Enjoy the Ride is as angsty, heartbreaking and steamy as the previous installments in the series. I could not put this book down.” ~ Goodreads Review

Chance
The Wheel of Fortune (Card 10): Things tend to go in cycles. Good times then bad.
Do you know what it’s like to lose everything? I do.
Eight years ago, Jessa Lynn Madison and the title ‘Best Snowboarder in the US’ were both mine.
And then she betrayed me and the mountain had followed suit. 
No matter how much I drank, the truth was hard to swallow when it meant choking on my pride.
And no matter how much I screwed, the truth was that I still wanted her.
Anger. Rage. They don’t even begin to describe how I feel.
I was never going to be able to compete again, 
but life had given me the perfect opportunity to have Jessa. 
And to break her.
Misery loves company. And Jessa was about to be my company.
Jessa
The Fool (Card 0): A symbol of potential and new beginnings.
All I wanted was a fresh start in the town I once called home.
Too bad home was littered with memories of him. Chance Ryder. 
The man I’d loved. The man I’d left. 
The man who was now my patient. And my roommate.
I know he wants to use me. I know he wants to hurt me.
But I also know that I can’t stop myself from wanting him.
And wanting him has always been my downfall.
Now all I can think about is how to tell him the truth and beg his forgiveness.
I, of all people, should know that explanations and apologies won’t matter.
When it comes to Chance, he’ll hold onto his pride
like he should be holding onto me.
 
Rebecca Sharp is a dentist and International Best-Selling author living in a small town in northeastern Pennsylvania with her husband, the love of her life. After graduating Cum Laude from Lafayette College in 2011 with two degrees (one in Business & Economics and one in French), she pursued her doctoral degree at the University of Maryland School of Dentistry. Graduating in 2015, she has since been working in her family’s dental practice that has serving the local community for over 60 years.
While she enjoys the practical and challenging academic aspects of her career and the fulfillment of providing care to her patients, Rebecca desired to pursue something more creative in her free time. Starting with her love of Jane Austen, she began writing. While she enjoys all types of books, romance novels have always held a special place in her heart. (True story: She listed a Sabrina Jeffries novel on her 8th grade summer reading list. Much to her surprise, the teacher didn’t even notice!) She has currently published numerous contemporary romance titles.
When she isn’t taking care of her patients or writing/publishing her next book, Rebecca loves to read, cook, draw, and snowboard. She has a small addiction to coffee and the TV show ‘Friends.’ She and her husband are avid travelers, determined to visit every corner of this beautiful planet!
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Chance has enjoyed a snowboarding career that most only dream of but now that dream may be coming to an end. He is trying to deal with the fact that it is more than a career, but it is also his identity and the last person he wants to help him through it is the girl who broke his heart Jessa.

Jessa loved Chance, but she needed to forge her own future and identity. Eight years later she is back and about to start the job the physical therapist job she has always wanted but Chance being her first patient could derail everything.

Now that they are more mature and at a different point in their lives will this be their second chance or is the pain of their pasts too much to overcome?

This is my first book by this author, but I will be going back to read the rest of the series Great characters, drama and a new beginning all rolled into one package.

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Shane Masters has it all: a promising career with the Baltimore Banners, a big house, fast cars, financial security, and—up until a month ago—the woman of his dreams. Now he’s floundering, with no idea what he did wrong and no idea how to win her back. To make matters worse, her brother—Shane’s former best friend—shows up and decides to get involved.

Chloe Hunter has never run from a challenge in her life—until the weekend she visits Shane in Baltimore and realizes he isn’t exactly the same man she fell in love with all those years ago. He’s too accustomed to getting what he wants and Chloe refuses to be just another prize for the taking. That doesn’t mean she’s giving up, not yet.

Shane will stop at nothing to win Chloe back. But when the past suddenly collides with the present, will he fight for a future with her—or will the game end before their chance to be together even starts?

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Lisa B. Kamps is a USA Today Bestselling Author who loves cheering loudly for her favorite hockey team, the Washington Capitals. She came about the fandom honestly as she lives in Maryland with her husband and two sons (who are mostly sorta-kinda out of the house), one very spoiled Border Collie, two cats with major attitude, several head of cattle, and entirely too many chickens to count.
While Lisa writes a lot of hockey – one such series, The Baltimore Banners, features “…hard-hitting, heart-melting hockey players…” [USA Today], on and off the ice – she also delves deep *ahem* into the heat with a series of hot and heroic firefighters who put more than their lives on the line in the Firehouse Fourteen series. She’s recently introduced a whole new team of hot hockey players who play hard and love even harder in her Banners’ spin-off series, The York Bombers. The Chesapeake Blades–a romance series featuring women’s hockey–also recently launched with WINNING HARD. Her newest series, Cover Six Security, will launch in early 2019.
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Santa Baby, A Christmas Short Story

by J.C. Valentine
Publication Date: December 6, 2018
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Short Story, Holiday, Steamy, Romance

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Sunny’s outlook on the holidays isn’t so merry, but when she gets roped into playing Mrs. Claus for the local hospital, she discovers Christmas miracles aren’t just reserved for the children.
Note: This is a standalone short story with plenty of heat to chase away that winter chill, an HEA, and NO cliffhangers!

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SANTA BABY EXCERPT

 

Chapter One

 

How did I get talked into this? Looking back, I know exactly where things went sideways. I should have skipped that last mimosa.

It started with Roberta’s retirement party. She wasn’t exactly the likable sort—kind of stodgy, rigid. But she was also like everyone’s grandmother, which is why everyone tolerated her. That and she made an amazing pineapple upside-down cake that made everyone look forward to the monthly potluck.

I would miss those cakes, but Roberta was eloping with some Polynesian guy she’d met in one of those outdoor yoga sessions, and apparently, it was love at first downward dog.

So yeah…

Seventy-year-old Roberta found love, and here I am, thirty-four, single as a Pringle, and not a prospect in sight. Hence the drinking. And also why I’m standing here in front of the storage closet while Travis rummages through dusty old boxes to find the Santa outfit I somehow got roped into wearing.

I am severely displeased.

The first thing I did when I arrived at the office this morning while nursing a hangover was tried to get out of it. Travis wouldn’t hear of it. Apparently, every year they get some poor schmuck to agree to dress up and play Santato the kids down at the children’s hospital, and it usually falls to the newest member of the team.

Since I was hired in just after the New Year, that poor, unsuspecting fool happens to be me.

Plus, I’m the only one, supposedly, who doesn’t have out-of-town plans. I’m “it” by default on more than one level.

Lucky me.

“Found it!”

I snap to attention as Travis climbs over boxes on his way over to me, holding a mass of red fabric over his head like a trophy.

I groan, depressed at the thought of having to put that thing on. I can already smell the mothballs. “Just what I need to make it look like I put on an extra fifty pounds instead of ten.” It’s a holiday tradition, eating cookies and fudge and pies. My sweet tooth cannot be denied, so every year I pack on a little extra insulation to get me through the cold winter months.

Travis gives me a flirty smile and wink as he hands over what I now realize is a lot less red than I’d originally thought. “You’ll look anything but fat in this, trust me.”

The way he said that makes me completely distrustful of him. Narrowing my eyes, I reluctantly accept the offering, shaking it out as I say suspiciously, “What is that supposed to me—oh…”

This is not the Santa suit I’d expected. It’s…well… “I think you went to the wrong costume shop, little buddy,” I say sarcastically, because this has to be a joke. “I think you need to go back in there and find the rest of it.”

Travis’s smile is positively wicked now. “That is the rest of it.”

My eyes widen, and I look at it again. “Where did you find this thing, Strippers R Us? I can’t wear this!”

Like the asshole big-brother-type that he is, Travis playfully pokes the end of my nose. “You sure can, hon, and you’ll do it with a smile on your face and merry little laugh, too.” Closing up the closet, he locks it back up and brushes by me. “Make sure you dry-clean that thing before you put it on. It’s been around the block a few times.”

His mockingly jolly laugh makes me want to sprint after him, tackle him to the floor and jab my elbow into his ribs a few times. But as much as we were all family, office violence was just as frowned upon by human resources as workplace romances.

I’d just have to find my revenge another way. Until I did, it looked as though I was cursed to play Mrs. Santa.

 

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J.C. Valentine is the USA Today and International bestselling author of the Night Calls and Wayward Fighters Series and the Forbidden Trilogy. Her vivid imagination and love of words and romance had her penning her own romance stories from an early age, which, despite being poorly edited and written longhand, she forced friends and family members to read. No, she isn’t sorry.

Living in the Northwest, she has three amazing children and far too many pets. Among the many hats she wears, J.C. is an entrepreneur. Having graduated with honors, she holds a Bachelor’s in English and when she isn’t writing, you can find her editing for fellow authors.

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Sunny is convinced to play Mrs. Claus at the hospital for the children but she never expected Santa to be Kyle, her college sweetheart who broke her heart and she has never forgotten.

After a few drinks too many at a college party Kyle made a mistake that destroyed his relationship with the only woman he has ever loved. Will he be able to convince her to give him a second chance?

Sweet and sexy this novella will definitely put you in the holiday spirit.

 

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Wanted: hot nerd seeks dating coach.

Picture this – I’m ready to win back the love of my life, and I’m going big this time. We’re talking boom box, sing her name in the rain, let the whole damn neighborhood know I’m good and ready this time around. After all, if you’re going to grand gesture the ever-loving hell out of a second chance, you need to pull out all the stops.

There’s only one little problem.

My college girlfriend isn’t the one who shows up when I play my “I’ll do anything to win you back” tune. The woman who flings open the second-floor window tells me my ex doesn’t live here anymore. But she’ll help me win her back. Anything for romance, anything for a guy so willing to go big for love. And that’s what I want at first. Until I get to know my new “romance coach” and discover she’s funny, clever, and keeps me on my toes. Now I don’t want to win anyone else’s heart. I want the woman who’s been helping me all along. Trouble is – she thinks I’m in love with someone else, and when we take off on a road trip, everything I think I know about women is about to be unzipped and turned inside out.

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He’s the last person I ever expected to pop into my life, but he might be exactly what I need to save the thing that matters most to me. All I have to do is not fall for him.

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A #1 New York Times Bestselling author, and #1 Wall Street Journal Bestselling author, Lauren Blakely is known for her contemporary romance style that’s hot, sweet and sexy. She lives in California with her family, including her smoking hot and funny husband and her two brilliant and kind children. She has plotted entire novels while walking her dogs — she might have four dogs, or maybe five. If she’s lucky, she’ll soon have six dogs. With fourteen New York Times bestsellers, her titles have appeared on the New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal Bestseller Lists more than 100 times, and she’s sold more than 2.5 million books. In December she’ll release UNZIPPED, in January BIRTHDAY SUIT, and in March BEST LAID PLANS. To receive an email when Lauren releases a new book, sign up for her newsletter! laurenblakely.com/newsletter

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Eight years after his college sweetheart, who he believes was the love of his life, dumped him Kyler determined to have a second chance. She had told him that he needed to get his priorities straight and he has done that with a successful career, a good life and now all he needs is the girl.

Finley is a comedy writer who becomes the recipient of his romantic advance when he shows up at the home where his ex previously lived still expecting her to be there.

Finley agrees to go on a road trip with him and give him all the advice and pointers he needs to win back the only woman he has ever wanted, and she will get some new material to jump start her career. The good times they have on their road trip inspires feelings in them that neither expected and now they must decide if the road trip is to find their ex or each other?

Kyler is slightly socially awkward which only makes him more endearing especially when he faces Finley’s sassy and humorous side. Humor and heat make this an enjoyable story.

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Taking in the glittering city dancing in the rain, we lapsed back into silence. I soon became aware that I was taking in the sights and Kyle was taking me in. As our eyes collided, my heart skipped a beat. His expression was intense, and it was obvious what he needed.

“Are you jet lagged?” I asked, moving a few inches closer to him.

He shook his head.

Then kiss me.

He made no such move, and just stood there, lips parted eyes glowing and provoked. I felt electricity in every breath I took. I saw sparks ignite in the gap between us. Like embers from a fire, they flew up. Time slowed. The ache inside me grew. Unable to bear the inches between us, I seized his shoulders and drew him closer.

Automatically, his hands went around my waist and he said, “Are you sure?”

What?

A rainwater bucket on my anticipation. I tossed him a surprised look. “I thought that’s what being your fuck-buddy was about? I’m so confused right now.”

“I told you that you call the shots. Use it when you need me.”

“Thank you for not making me feel cheap.”

He caught the irony in my voice and his eyebrows knitted in one furry line. “Listen, I want you to be comfortable. Please know you call the shots when it comes to your duties.”

My duties?

What the actual fuckadoodle?

“Wow.” I dropped my arms from his shoulders and pressed my hands in together in a prayer emoji. “What a superbly feminist gesture. A progressive man who supports my rights—exists? I am sure right now, across the world, pink pussy hats are being dropped by the millions at this empowering statement of yours. Perhaps your epitaph will read, ‘Here lies the Empoweree of women, the Giver of shots when it came to their bedding duties.’”

“Very funny. You are one clown short of a circus, Juniper.”

“Sorry, Kyle. Force of habit.” My sass unleashed, I could not stop smiling. “I forgot we are following Kyle’s Law now. I will no longer make my regular snarky and sassy commentary. If there is a punishment, let me, let you, punish me.”

His lips came down on mine and I lost my ability to make snarky comments. Expert fingers gathered my hair and jerked my head back until I was tied to the open window sill. My breath lodged in my throat. Droplets of rain hit my faces as Kyle kissed me.

It was a deep endless kiss and I wanted time to freeze right here…in the summer, rain kissing my love.

Moving over my neck and jerking right back to my lips, his mouth left blazing lines of heat on my wet skin. The insistent lips claimed all my sass and left me limp, needing…wanting more.

Heavy arms slipped under my rear and lifted me up with such a swift motion, I almost slipped back into the open window. He steadied me—and still kissing me hard—walked to the bedroom while I was straddled on his midriff.

About Sadia

Sadia Ash has held jobs in different fields that involved writing (and never math) in some way. She has worked for film and TV publicity with the Prenner Group, did news and TV placement for Aeros (a NASA project), edited scripts for indie films, and fundraised. A lot. A serial volunteer, she has raised funds for many charities that educate and help girls in disenfranchised regions.

Currently working on two novels, a TV show, and a film script, Ash is addicted to British shows, lattes, and sushi, though her fictional characters, thankfully, don’t have such banal tastes and uneventful lives. She holds an MA English degree from Loyola University in Chicago, a Screenwriting Certificate from UCLA and Masters in English Literature from NUML. Hailing from Chicago, she now lives in California with her husband, two teens, and Misha Collins, their cat.

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