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350 pages, Kindle Edition
First published January 16, 2018









I knew you were kinky. Bearded men always are.”

Where had she gone wrong? She’d had a nice, comfortable city life. Friday meant cosmopolitans, sexy clothes, and a fancy date with dinner and dancing. Hot sex if she was lucky. Now? She was in the middle of nowhere, getting ready for an evacuation drill, her mascara down her chest, her hair a mess, and her clit hurting like a bitch from not coming. No dinner. No dancing.




So Sky, what brought you to our little town?” Ty asked, grabbing a slice of pizza.
“Presbyopia.”


“Aww, Arnie likes you,” Sky said.
Logan looked around, confused. It was daylight and he was on the sofa, wearing the hazmat suit and a monumental hard-on, the dog looming over him.
He pushed Arnie away and sat up. “No, he doesn’t. I was having the most amazing dream.”
“Really? What about?”
He glanced over his shoulder. They were alone. “You and I were exploring alternatives for our lack of goat intestines.”
“So that’s why you’re red and sweaty.” She looked down. “Oh, my. That’s impressive. You’re lucky Arnie didn’t confuse that with a chew toy.”
He grimaced, rearranging his erection. Wouldn’t that have been a blast, waking up to a beast castrating him.
“You informed me that even though women prefer men in boxers and I was a prime example why, lack of support down under is linked to hernia. You recommended that if I wanted comfort without sacrificing scrotal support, the answer was boxer briefs.”
Her eyes were almost bugging out of her face. “Really?”
He nodded. “Less dangling but no strangulation, you said. And they sell boxer briefs in all textures and patterns, Superman and SpongeBob included. Don’t you remember?”
“He’s very lucky to have you.”
Sky glanced at her dog, sitting by her feet. Looking worried and distressed as he always did when she cried. She petted his head reassuringly. “He sometimes disagrees.”
Logan chuckled. “He gets frustrated, but he’d go to hell and back for you. I know the feeling.”
“You do?”
“Sure. I get frustrated with you all the time.”
Even in this situation, Logan managed to make her smile. “Not that. I mean the going to hell and back part.”
He nodded.
Sky couldn’t move her gaze away from him. Those gorgeous eyes, that rough face. Jesus, she loved this man so much. He meant the world to her.




