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Recognizing the groom and best man as men she once enjoyed a ménage, Lissa Delaney’s attempts to avoid them during the wedding drive her straight into the arms of the groom’s cousin. Getting involved with Reed Fitzgerald is bad news, especially since the two men dislike each other, but the attraction is too powerful and soon Lissa is sharing Reed’s bed.
With an ex-lover determined to hold him to a drunken promise, Reed Fitzgerald thinks Lissa might well be his out-clause, especially since she’s up to her pretty neck in debt. His unlikely proposition will solve both their problems and, considering the explosive sex they enjoy, promises to provide plenty of recreational benefits along the way.
But what started as a temporary agreement soon develops into something more meaningful, until a chance meeting sends Reed into a jealous rage and threatens to destroy what they have been building.
With an ex-lover determined to hold him to a drunken promise, Reed Fitzgerald thinks Lissa might well be his out-clause, especially since she’s up to her pretty neck in debt. His unlikely proposition will solve both their problems and, considering the explosive sex they enjoy, promises to provide plenty of recreational benefits along the way.
But what started as a temporary agreement soon develops into something more meaningful, until a chance meeting sends Reed into a jealous rage and threatens to destroy what they have been building.
160 pages, Kindle Edition
First published June 10, 2013
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Faye Avalon
28 books17 followersFaye Avalon worked as cabin crew, detoured into property development, public relations, court reporting, and education, before finally finding her passion: writing spicy romantic fiction.
She lives with her super-ace husband and one beloved, ridiculously spoiled dog. Between writing, reading, practicing yoga, and constantly clearing the keyboard of dog hair, Faye can be found checking out Pinterest for hero inspiration.
Visit her at www.fayeavalon.com.
She lives with her super-ace husband and one beloved, ridiculously spoiled dog. Between writing, reading, practicing yoga, and constantly clearing the keyboard of dog hair, Faye can be found checking out Pinterest for hero inspiration.
Visit her at www.fayeavalon.com.
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May 13, 2020
Ugh! When the 1st chapter starts with heroine hiding & calling herself a slut because she slept with both the Groom & Best Man at the wedding she is supposedly working in, it's a DNF for me. I don't like slutty Manhos, why would I then like slutty heroines? Not a romance IMO. It belongs in a whole other category.
The bride looked stunning in her ivory silk dress. The groom looked equally gorgeous in his charcoal suit. For that matter he looked pretty devastating out of it, Lissa thought as she peeked out from behind the anonymous man she was currently using as a shield. She had first-hand knowledge of just how devastating.
Lissa Delaney. You slut.
Her cheeks burned fiercer as she took a moment to study the best man with his dark hair falling to his wide shoulders and that sexy silver hoop flashing in his ear. She remembered that hoop, she remembered those shoulders. Remembered…
Slut. Slut. Slut.
She didn’t know how much more of this she could have endured. For almost thirty minutes, she’d dodged, avoided, and damn near caused herself physical damage trying to evade the groom’s attention. But then was she fooling herself? Would the man, whose name she now knew as Ethan, even remember her? Recognize her? Or had she faded into insignificance in his eyes as a woman who’d once offered herself to him on a plate, let him do things to her she’d only ever wondered about, and bid her farewell the next morning after an extremely adventurous night?
Quite possibly. She only wished that night could fade into oblivion for her, too. Not because it hadn’t been amazing. Wow, had it ever. But because every time she allowed herself to remember it, she had to fight off the sense of recklessness that had driven her to do something so out of character.When she’d arrived today and seen the groom, she’d nearly collapsed on the spot. The last thing she wanted was to cause any embarrassment at the man’s wedding.
But then the best man had shown up…
Ethan and Marco. The groom and the best man. What were the chances?
Slut.
Because Reed was Ethan’s cousin.
If, as she feared, he’d spoken to Ethan, the chances were Reed now saw her as an easy lay. Someone to spend the night with and then move on. Even if he hadn’t spoken to Ethan, and knew nothing at all about that night, it was entirely probable that if she entered into a sexual relationship with Reed, she’d run into Ethan again at some point. She didn’t want to think how tricky and embarrassing that could be.
Hi, Ethan. Do you remember that night you and Marco took me to bed and both of you did the most amazing and erotic things to me? And by the way, do you know I’m now shagging your cousin?
The bride looked stunning in her ivory silk dress. The groom looked equally gorgeous in his charcoal suit. For that matter he looked pretty devastating out of it, Lissa thought as she peeked out from behind the anonymous man she was currently using as a shield. She had first-hand knowledge of just how devastating.
Lissa Delaney. You slut.
Her cheeks burned fiercer as she took a moment to study the best man with his dark hair falling to his wide shoulders and that sexy silver hoop flashing in his ear. She remembered that hoop, she remembered those shoulders. Remembered…
Slut. Slut. Slut.
She didn’t know how much more of this she could have endured. For almost thirty minutes, she’d dodged, avoided, and damn near caused herself physical damage trying to evade the groom’s attention. But then was she fooling herself? Would the man, whose name she now knew as Ethan, even remember her? Recognize her? Or had she faded into insignificance in his eyes as a woman who’d once offered herself to him on a plate, let him do things to her she’d only ever wondered about, and bid her farewell the next morning after an extremely adventurous night?
Quite possibly. She only wished that night could fade into oblivion for her, too. Not because it hadn’t been amazing. Wow, had it ever. But because every time she allowed herself to remember it, she had to fight off the sense of recklessness that had driven her to do something so out of character.When she’d arrived today and seen the groom, she’d nearly collapsed on the spot. The last thing she wanted was to cause any embarrassment at the man’s wedding.
But then the best man had shown up…
Ethan and Marco. The groom and the best man. What were the chances?
Slut.
Because Reed was Ethan’s cousin.
If, as she feared, he’d spoken to Ethan, the chances were Reed now saw her as an easy lay. Someone to spend the night with and then move on. Even if he hadn’t spoken to Ethan, and knew nothing at all about that night, it was entirely probable that if she entered into a sexual relationship with Reed, she’d run into Ethan again at some point. She didn’t want to think how tricky and embarrassing that could be.
Hi, Ethan. Do you remember that night you and Marco took me to bed and both of you did the most amazing and erotic things to me? And by the way, do you know I’m now shagging your cousin?
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