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338 pages, Kindle Edition
First published January 1, 2013












“So would you say that you work well with others?”
Piper nodded enthusiastically. “Oh, yes. I haven’t met a person yet that has been able to get me riled.”
“Seriously, if you don’t go over there and scoop up that hottie one of us will.” Sheila motioned to herself and the others. “Believe me, if you don’t want him, one of us will be more than willing to take one for the team. Besides, you need to get laid.”
The man had two perfect dimples that she had the urge to lick. She didn’t of course, because that would be creepy, but she could do whatever she wanted in her mind, and she was licking his face like it was the last creamsicle on the planet.
The problem was – and if she was being completely honest with herself – as much as she detested Tate Larson, she was finding it more and more difficult every day to say no to him. Tate Larson was going to be the death of her, but oh what a way to die.
“What are you doing?” Piper flattened herself against the door as Tate tilted his head toward her.
“Thinking,” he said distracted.
“About what?” Her heart pounded and she was finding it harder to breathe.
His lips whispered across hers. “Kissing you.” He dragged his lips down the slope of her jaw to her neck. “Tasting you.” When he reached the curve of her shoulder his hand dipped between her legs and cupped her. “Fucking you,” he whispered…
Damn, but her smile was fucking gorgeous. Just seeing her smile caused his own to stretch across his face and his worries to disappear as if they had never existed.










Would it be too much to ask for a blow to the head with a blunt object? She could use a bout of amnesia right about now.”

”How could I possibly forget? I had to make my own coffee!” he roared.
“Well, call the newspapers! It’s a wonder you’re still alive,” Piper yelled back.

He stayed behind two steps behind her all the way up to the house, afraid to get too close. It was like he was starring in his own horror movie and just figured out who the killer was. He had to put on a mask of ignorance and remain calm. As with any psychopath, she could probably smell fear. - Tate on Piper’s PMS




“Remember what it felt like the first time? Do you remember how it felt to have me inside you? I do”...”You were so wet baby. So fucking tight. You made me come so hard. Let me inside, baby. Say yes and I will make you feel so good.”


“You can’t choose who your heart loves.”
Only now she was stuck in a darkened corner while her boss and former one-night stand tried to hook up with anything with a pussy.
“I just know I woke up half-dressed and in my boss’s bed” – Piper to Sheila




