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332 pages, Kindle Edition
First published January 19, 2016
“She was gorgeous. Like, drop-dead, is-this-girl-real gorgeous. And until that night, I didn’t realize what a contradiction she is, because she isn’t just a bombshell. She’s a bombshell with the mouth of a sailor and an attitude to match it. It shouldn’t turn me on. She shouldn’t turn me on. I like my women petite and a little shy. Even-keeled and mellow. Paige is none of those things. She’s loud and vibrant and passionate and crass. She looks like a supermodel and acts like a trucker, and I love it, but I have no idea why.”I adored both Paige and Adam, adored their slowly growing relationship, turning from friends to lovers, I adored their weekly non-dates and all the lovely names Adam kept coming up with for Paige, and there was a lot of them and they were so darn cute.
“You fucked Adam. My sweet, caring, relationship-loving Adam had a one-night stand with you, that’s what you’re telling me.” I huff out a breath and roll my eyes. “He might be your sweet, caring, relationship-loving Adam, but to me, he’s just the guy who fucked me against my front door. And over the arm of my couch. And laid me out on the dining room table and feasted on me until I was hoarse from screaming.”


Adam has Relationship Material written all over him, and the only relationship I'm interested in is the one I have with my vibrator.
I wanted to take her right there. In a goddamn bathroom. I’m not that guy. I’m not the guy who has one-night stands, who fucks on the first date, who has public sex because I can’t wait to get someplace private. I’m methodical…safe in my relationships, because when it comes down to it, that’s what I want.
I’ve been kissed a lot. And I’ve been kissed. The kind that make you breathless and giddy. The kind that make you want to rip your clothes off and fuck right where you stand. So then if I’ve had those kind of kisses before, how can Adam make it feel like he’s the first? Like he’s the only one who’s ever done this to me? The only one who ever could.
"The next time you want to reach for your purple friend, walk across the hall and knock on my door. I'll give you what you need."
“You don’t think of anyone but me when I’m standing in front of you, got it? My fingers. My mouth. My cock. I’ll give you any of them you want, but you only think of me.”


