Tempt (Cloverleigh Farms, #9)

by Melanie Harlow

The vibe was sort of Emerald City meets Restoration Hardware,

God i cant escape it

He closed the gap until he stood next to me at the window, bathed in the silvery light. “You’re wearing the dress.” My heart thudded like a cannonball in my chest. “You know I can’t breathe when you wear that dress.”