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250 pages, Paperback
First published May 7, 2012
4.75 “Tesoro… dammi un bacio…” stars.You know what? I tried to find a picture of someone that looked like my Dreo, but nada, nothing. I couldn't find anyone who looked like him... it would be a really good idea to watch some mafia movies and see whether any of them look like him. But anyway, I can only provide you with someone who looks a little like my Nate, he also doesn't look very similar, but it was the closest I could get. I did find some yummy descriptions of Dreo which you may enjoy though...












‘It was something I did, something I had always done—poured on the charm, made myself into the ideal partner, lover, friend, indispensable and irreplaceable, and then, when I got bored or tired or tapped out, instead of fighting, I just quit.’
A few extra plus from me, of course, for this somewhat older (45) main character. Mature and experienced, with an adult son, but he still felt very fresh sexy and "young" in the mind. I liked that of course....lots. ~ Cheer, for these "older" hunk men in my romances!!My plan is to get you to really see me.
“I never thought—” He caught his breath. “—that you could want me.”
“You’re so beautiful. Anyone would want you.”
“No,” he said, his voice a deep rumble in his chest. “When I’m with you, just standing with you, I’m different, lighter, softer…. Your influence, you change me.”
And it was just insane. I wasn’t in love; I had barely spoken to the man in the four years I’d known him. His motivations, his thoughts, these were all unknowns, but what I did know of him, of his heart, I was crazy about. He was always there, so close, taken for granted and yet utterly depended on.
Who gives a damn what a man does in his bed? It only matters what the man does in the world, for the people he loves.