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258 pages, Kindle Edition
First published August 19, 2019
“Let’s go back in time to three years ago when I begged you to stay. Or how about when I begged you to let me come. You told me you didn’t want to be in my way. Well, Seppe, you’re in my way now. Go on with your life and leave me out of it. You’re good at that.”

His hand grips the base of my neck, holding my mouth a prisoner to his, but I’d happily belong to him if he kissed me like this every day. This is more than a kiss. This is an experience. This is a beginning.


“Unless you want to try talking to him.”
“I’ve had four shots. Ain’t no talking happening tonight.”
“Then you could angry fuck him.” She giggles. “Then kick him out in the morning. That would be so hot.”
I laugh. “For who?”
“You while it’s happening, and me when you tell me about it.”

”He was married. I was pissed when I found out. That’s not my style, you know.”
“Husband not cutting it at home?”
“Wife doesn’t have a dick.”
“Ooh.” I scrunch my face. “Hate that shit.”
“You and me both.”

His words may say we’re just friends, but his kiss says we’re so much more.

“Want to come over? Or I’ll come over there.”
“Come to me. Took my bra off. Not putting it back on.”
I laugh. “On my way.”

When the music starts and the first performer comes out, I try to ignore the growing desire to take him home with me tonight. We’re just friends. Who’s brilliant fucking idea was that? Oh, that’s right. It was my dumb ass.

“God, Brooks. Me too. So much. If you ever give me the chance I will blow your mind. I will love you so hard. You deserve nothing less than my entire heart. It’s yours.”
His bottom lip quivers, but he pulls me close and kisses me again. Soft, sweet, sensual kisses. “You’ve owned me since the day we met,” he whispers. “I love it, and I hate it.”




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