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His Curvy Gift. Book Boyfriends Wanted, #5

Par : Mary E Thompson
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  • FormatePub
  • ISBN978-1-944090-94-4
  • EAN9781944090944
  • Date de parution15/12/2020
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  • Infos supplémentairesepub
  • ÉditeurMary E Thompson

Résumé

GavinBaited and switched by my aunt. She invited me to stay with her for Christmas to fix up her Inn to get it ready to sell. Instead, guests were booked through New Year's and I was trapped in small town hell. There were a few good things. Like the curvy server who handled the overly friendly customers with ease. She ignored me just as seamlessly, but I wasn't backing down so quickly. And after just one kiss, and one little lie, I wasn't backing down at all.
Piper"He's the kind of guy who makes women forget all about why they aren't dating."I was happy to be single. It was easy. A night here and there, and my needs were met. I didn't need a relationship. I didn't want a relationship. Not a real one, and not a fake one. But watching Gavin squirm was too much fun. So I pretended. We were friends, sort of, and he was leaving after the holidays. It was harmless.
But every fake relationship comes with sweet kisses, and gentle touches, and nights between the sheets. None of that feels fake. I let myself trust him. I let myself believe he was different. I almost let myself fall for him. Never mind. I fell. I just hope he can catch me.