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Naughty Neighborhood
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One woman. Two men. Why choose?
Piper Vaughn has known Mark Lundgren since she was a kid and always figured they’d end up together. That is until she meets Domingo Cardoza. Now two incredibly virile men are vying for her affections. How can she possibly choose between them? Can’t they just all get along…together?
Heat licked along Piper Vaughn’s skin. The light breeze fluttered the hem of her sun dress, cooling her even as she burned hotter. It wasn’t just the humid, hot Chicago temperature which coated her body with a fine sheen of sweat. Anticipation spiraled warmth through her at the sight of the two men striding, side by side, toward her.
Mark and Dom.
She leaned against the wood porch railing when her knees suddenly weakened. Tightness clamped around her throat. The two men approaching were polar opposites.
Blond-haired, icy blue-eyed, bad boy Mark Lundgren had grown up with Piper-had been her best friend since the time he defended her like a wild man against a group of bullies when she was eight and he was ten. Mark received a broken nose and a nasty gash under his left eye for his efforts.
Twenty years later, the crooked nose and thin, whitish scar only contributed to his wild man persona. But when he smiled that killer smile, the wild man transformed into a mouth-watering rogue.
Having ridden his monstrous Harley to her house, he peeled off his helmet and his shaggy hair stuck out at odd angles. The tight leather riding pants hugged each tantalizing bulge of his muscled legs. A Viking god couldn’t look this damn good.
Piper shifted her gaze to Domingo Cardoza who was as dark and conventional as Mark was blond and wild. A full-blooded Spaniard, he’d been born with all the classic, gorgeous European strong jaw, straight nose, full lips and hair and eyes the color of espresso coffee.
An inch shorter than Mark’s six foot, three inch frame, Dom nonetheless sported the same solid, muscular build. And he was just as enticing dressed in a gray t-shirt and jeans as Mark was in his black biking gear.
As different as the two men were, they had two things in common; they both worked as high-steel welders at the construction company where Piper was the project manager and they both wanted her. And Piper wanted them.
Both.
Piper Vaughn has known Mark Lundgren since she was a kid and always figured they’d end up together. That is until she meets Domingo Cardoza. Now two incredibly virile men are vying for her affections. How can she possibly choose between them? Can’t they just all get along…together?
Heat licked along Piper Vaughn’s skin. The light breeze fluttered the hem of her sun dress, cooling her even as she burned hotter. It wasn’t just the humid, hot Chicago temperature which coated her body with a fine sheen of sweat. Anticipation spiraled warmth through her at the sight of the two men striding, side by side, toward her.
Mark and Dom.
She leaned against the wood porch railing when her knees suddenly weakened. Tightness clamped around her throat. The two men approaching were polar opposites.
Blond-haired, icy blue-eyed, bad boy Mark Lundgren had grown up with Piper-had been her best friend since the time he defended her like a wild man against a group of bullies when she was eight and he was ten. Mark received a broken nose and a nasty gash under his left eye for his efforts.
Twenty years later, the crooked nose and thin, whitish scar only contributed to his wild man persona. But when he smiled that killer smile, the wild man transformed into a mouth-watering rogue.
Having ridden his monstrous Harley to her house, he peeled off his helmet and his shaggy hair stuck out at odd angles. The tight leather riding pants hugged each tantalizing bulge of his muscled legs. A Viking god couldn’t look this damn good.
Piper shifted her gaze to Domingo Cardoza who was as dark and conventional as Mark was blond and wild. A full-blooded Spaniard, he’d been born with all the classic, gorgeous European strong jaw, straight nose, full lips and hair and eyes the color of espresso coffee.
An inch shorter than Mark’s six foot, three inch frame, Dom nonetheless sported the same solid, muscular build. And he was just as enticing dressed in a gray t-shirt and jeans as Mark was in his black biking gear.
As different as the two men were, they had two things in common; they both worked as high-steel welders at the construction company where Piper was the project manager and they both wanted her. And Piper wanted them.
Both.
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First published September 23, 2011
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About the author
Lynda Bailey
22 books153 followersFor me, romances are almost as good as dark chocolate and red wine. Almost. :)
I've been writing for twenty years and have been lucky enough to final in numerous national contests, including the 2010 Golden Heart®.
I reside in Reno, NV with my husband of thirty years and our two pampered pooches. I hope you enjoy reading my stories as much as I enjoyed writing them. (Please note: my heat level is HOT! Mature readers only) Drop me a line. I'd love to hear from you!
lynda@lyndabailey.net
I've been writing for twenty years and have been lucky enough to final in numerous national contests, including the 2010 Golden Heart®.
I reside in Reno, NV with my husband of thirty years and our two pampered pooches. I hope you enjoy reading my stories as much as I enjoyed writing them. (Please note: my heat level is HOT! Mature readers only) Drop me a line. I'd love to hear from you!
lynda@lyndabailey.net
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