Opposites Attract (First Comes Love, #1)

by Camilla Isley

Who said I need a man? Maybe my daughter and our cat are enough. Said the sad lady who cries watching decades-old romantic fantasy thrillers.

Girl, same.

Because your brain is not the organ you were thinking with, a nasty little voice says in my head.

Meadow, with the most casual tone in the world, says, “This has been a wonderful evening. Do you want to go have sex?”

GIRL WHAT

how good it would feel to rake my hand through it and pull his head down to—yep, definitely not thinking about any of that.

Before I can change my mind, I place a hand on her waist to draw her close, cup her cheek, and press my lips to hers.

YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

And just like that, an image invades my mind: Lucas carrying me to the desk, clearing off the clutter with a sweep of his arm, and placing me on the hard, flat surface to kiss me until we’re both breathless and dizzy.

Whenever we love someone, we give that person power over us, and that influence can linger for a long time even after the love is gone.”

I wonder how she looks when she’s making love—

Boy, go find out!

“Great,” I say, placing my napkin on my legs. “So, can we please stop pretending we don’t like each other and have dinner?” “Sounds like a good plan.”

“You know I can’t invite you in. Tegan is home.” His smile is positively wicked. “Why on Earth couldn’t I come in while your daughter’s home? Unless…” His eyes widen comically large. “Miss Hessington, don’t tell me you were thinking of doing naughty, naughty things to me.”

HGIOEHGIOEGH

The vulnerability in her voice makes me crack. Who am I kidding? She could’ve come here and told me, “You take me back right now, you dumb fool,” and I would have agreed without a second thought.

Oh, Lucas. You great man!!!!!