Charmed (Willow Springs, #3)

by Laura Pavlov

I wanted to scream from the rooftops because I happened to have an amazing package. A true award-winning dick. A cock-a-doodle-gold medal-winning penis, if I do say so myself. Trust me when I tell you. Johnny Copagna measured all of our dicks in middle school PE, and I didn’t get the nickname King Kong for no reason.

“I don’t hate you. But I sure have tried.” I laughed, and a small smile spread across her pretty face. “God, you’re so damn pretty.”

“That day when you rear-ended me in your car.” I cleared my throat. “I was looking at you in my rearview mirror. I hadn’t seen you in a long time and just the sight of you—you took my breath away.” Her gaze studied mine before a wide grin spread across her face. “I knew that because I was looking at you too.” “Is that so?” I said, tucking her hair behind her ear. “It is. But then I got out of the car, and you were such a jerk to me.”

“I came here because I don’t know what to do about the fact that I fucking love you.” My jaw dropped to the floor and a loud squeal came from the other side of the door and we both turned to look. “Stop eavesdropping, little willow,” Crew said through the door as he barked out a laugh.

“Jesus, you’re so beautiful. Do you know how long I’ve been searching for you?” “How long?” I smiled up at him, running my fingers through his hair. “My whole fucking life.”