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THIS SAMPLE CONTAINS SPOILERS!! But. No worries, because the book is live, and ready for purchase! (not available on Kindle Unlimited) Enjoy! I bit my lip, trying to keep from smiling as I walked into the kitchen, but it broke free anyway, so I let it happen. By the time I put a glass up to the dispenser on the fridge to get some water, I was full-on beaming, and couldn’t seem to be still, bouncing on the balls of my feet in time to music in my head. I took a sip, using my free hand to milly rock, just a little, as...

Unedited. Subject to Change. Enjoy. “I… didn’t realize it would interest you.” “You growing out your hair, growing out your beard, looking all sexy and rugged is of very high interest to me, actually,” she quipped, grinning. “As a matter of fact, I’d like to formally request that as of today you send me a daily picture documenting this process.” I laughed. “There’s no process, I’ve just been too preoccupied to take my ass to the barber. It’ll be gone soon.” “Why would you do that?” she asked, no longer grinning. Her expression was completely serious. “I feel a little attacked right now.” Shaking my head, I...

Nick - likes: Noah dislikes: disappointing Noah. Nick Davison stepping off the elevator in my building with a bouquet of dahlias in hand, dressed in fresh sneakers and nicely fit jeans and a deep blue sweater that was just delicious against his dark skin absolutely did look like a gift from God. “Just the woman I was looking for,” he said, and shit, did that whimper come from Arizona or me? Arizona dug a sharp elbow into my side and I straightened up, clearing my throat. “Nick, hello. Um… what are you doing here?” The smile he offered as he stepped forward was potent enough that...

Noah - likes: helping women feel great about themselves. dislikes: BS. “Nick, I’m tired. What are you still doing here?” I grinned at her. “Dinner, remember? You didn’t give me an answer.” “Um…” her eyebrows bunched together. “I definitely gave you an answer.” “Okay,” I shrugged. “Well… maybe I was just hoping it changed.” Noah propped her hands on her hips. “Were you paying attention to anything I said today?” “I was hanging on every word.” She bit down on her lip to suppress a smile before her eyes came back to mine. “Then… you know my answer hasn’t changed. No half-efforts.” “Good, because I make it a point not...