“My angel is too important to me,” I say, and look at the disappointment on Georgina’s face. The two men who have set up the hot – air balloon are over by the truck, waiting for my instructions. They took their fill of my wife as she bounded from the car, breasts bouncing, hints of her pussy being
Rosie believes her dreams have come true when hot, rich, and popular Dalton Gomez asks her out on a date. But when it blows over, she's heartbroken. Alone, crying by the poolside, she gets offered tissues by a hotter, taller, and more advanced, handsome version of Dalton. Siegfried Gomez. Siegfrie
“Oh.” I turn to glance in the mirror and I’m surprised by how pretty it is. “I like this one.” “See, I know what I’m doing.” My phone vibrates on my desk and a text from Dalton comes through. Dalton: I’m here. “Is he going to come in?” My sister reads my phone over my shoulder. “Let’s not. Plea
Fuck, it’s been a long day. After a delayed flight that caused a missed connection and having to catch a late flight, I’m kicking myself for wanting to leave early. Sure, I could have stayed in Cabo until I was scheduled to come home, but I’d had enough sun and sand. I’d also had about enough of my
“Hold still,” I say as I take her hand in mine. Once again, the static zips between us, and I try to remember if the rugs in the house usually cause so much electricity. “It’s going to sting a little.” She hisses at the touch of the alcohol pad, and on instinct I bring her hand to my mouth and blow
“Rosie?” my sister calls as she knocks on my door. My eyes flicker open, and I wonder what time it is. “Are you up yet?” “Ahh!” I pull the covers over my head when she turns on the light because my eyes aren’t ready for it. I tossed and turned most of the night, but I must have finally crashed at
How the hell did I get a new phone so fast? It’s then I see a Post-it-size note in the box with a message. Thought you might need this. S My stomach does another dip. He got me a phone? Holy crap. Why? He was so sweet last night, but this is too much. How can this man possibly be related to Dalto
Siegfried: Who’s the guy in the suit? Me: Brother-in-law Why did he ask that? Siegfried: You should eat breakfast. It’s the most important meal of the day. Siegfried is probably right. I didn’t eat hardly anything last night, and it will be a while until lunch. I sit down at the kitchen island,
Five years later..."How are you not used to this by now?" I take my eyes off the two agents to glance over at Henry. It still feels odd to call him that sometimes after calling him Mr. President for so long."They look at her," I growl. One thing I sure don't miss about the White House is having pe
Six months later...I bounce on the edge of the seat of our SUV about to burst with excitement. "Sweet pea. Calm down." I glance over at Ford, who is driving us home. He's smiling at me. He's let his facial hair grow a touch. I can still feel the reminder on my thighs right now. He's looked so much
July puts a hand on the president's arm and nods. "I like the sound of that. We're all out of here in six months, and I think I'd like nothing more than to raise your brother or sister with you nearby. We've got a lot of time to let this grow and plan the future."She looks up to the president, who
"The president is landing," the voice in my ear says, and I give Sloan one last kiss."We've got to go downstairs. Your dad is about to get here and I want to talk to Chad.""Okay," she says as she straightens her spine. She has more courage than I gave her credit for.Even after everything that's h
The shower shuts off and Ford steps out. He towels off and helps me down from the counter as if it's too high for me to jump from. He holds me as we walk out, and I see the blood on my bedroom floor and wall."I'll get it cleaned up." He kisses the top of my head. "You need more clothes." He smacks
Ford starts wailing on him, hitting him over and over. Two agents run over and try to pull Ford off him, but they can't. One looks over at me and I'm pretty sure it's the same one who busted us having sex. He looks at me and I know he's asking me for some kind of help."Ford," I call out. "I'm scare
I search my closet for a shirt, but I'm so frantic I can't find one even though I'm surrounded by them. I stop what I'm doing and close my eyes. I take a deep breath to calm myself down."Get it together," I tell myself.Too much has just happened. I lost my virginity, Ford told me he loves me, and
"This will only hurt a little bit," I tell her, hoping it's not a lie.I push forward another inch, and she whimpers, but I've never felt anything so fucking good. It's tight and hot and so goddamn sticky sweet."Fuck, let me in, sweet pea," I say as I press my forehead to hers and thrust in a littl
I've thought of our first kiss a thousand times, but every fantasy I came up with was weak compared to what it's like to have my lips on hers. She opens her mouth right away and I groan as my tongue touches her. I always thought the devil was the one calling the shots when he sent her to me. Why els