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66 pages, Kindle Edition
First published July 1, 2014

Her body wanted her to get busy humping any man who caugh her eye before her eggs dried up. What her body didn't seem to understand was that there were plenty of healthy-egged young twenty-somethings who were attracted to men like Jake Davis, too. She couldn't compete with them. But honestly, she wouldn't mind a few hopeless tries.

You don't understand. I don't bake cookies. I don't want to take care of a man. I'm bitchy. I'm demanding. I want my own space and free time, and when I'm in a bad mood, I'll tell you and I'll use bad language while I do it. Speaking of, I like to fuck."
She poked his chest again.
"I. Am. Not. Sweet."



Why had it taken her four decades to realize how beautiful the male body was? And how very much she wanted more of it? She never once thought about tasting a sweaty male chest in her twenties. Now she wanted to like Jake Davis clean.
“Lauren, are you drunk?”
“I’m a little buzzed.”
“How buzzed.”
“Buzzed enough to tell you that I love watching you run without a shirt on.”
She was a goddamn unicorn of selfishness.