GriffinCora walks down the stairs the following evening, looking like something out of a wet dream. Her hair falls in long waves down her back, and her black silk dress hugs every curve of her body to perfection.I tuck my hand in my pocket, trying to adjust the bulge without her noticing.Cora smirks as she reaches the bottom step, her gaze dropping to the front of my slacks.Busted.She looks up at me with amusement shining in her eyes, the corner of her mouth still twisted upward. “You haven't told me where we were going yet.”“And I’m still not going to.” I loop my arm around her waist and lead her out to the car. “I thought it would be nice to surprise you and take over the planning for once.”Cora’s smile makes my pulse race. “Is this something I’m going to like?”“I sure hope so.” I open the car door for her. She slides in with ease, a high slit climbing up her thigh.I have no clue how I’m going to get through the evening without touching her, but I’m going to do my best.Thi
Cora’s mouth drops open as she looks between me and the boat. “Griff, this is a lot,” she says.“I know.”I park the car and get out, going around to her side to open the door. She puts her hand in mine before stepping out, her eyes still wide as she looks up.The salt air ruffles her hair as it blows across the ocean. Cora beams with a smile as we head toward the yacht and get on.She takes off her heels, setting them in the small basket on deck. I toss my own in the same basket before leading her to the top deck.Cora sits on one of the cushions at the stern, stretching her legs out in front of her. “So, is this yours?”“Nope.” I sit beside her and lean against the cushions as the crew works to get the boat off the dock. “Just something I wanted to do for you for the night. I can’t imagine owning a boat right now. It seems like a lot of upkeep that I don’t have time for.”She nods and tilts her head back, looking up at the pink and orange streaks radiating from the setting sun. “You
“Jake offered to handle everything, of course.” Cora’s voice is soft as she looks up at me. “He said he'd make all of it go away, and I’d be free to start over.”“Why didn’t you take him up on that? He can more than afford to pay off the debt for you.”She nods, biting her bottom lip. I put my thumb on her lip, pulling it out between her teeth. Cora looks out at the water as we head further from the marina.“Jake is used to using money to solve his problems, but there’s always a price to pay when you never actually have to deal with anything. I decided that a couple of years of hard work would be better than taking the easy way out. It was my fault for trusting the man to begin with.”It’s painful to watch her blame herself for a mess that wasn’t her fault.I squeeze her hand. “It wouldn’t be taking the easy way out. You shouldn’t be the only one dealing with the bills.”“Getting money from Victor is as hard as milking a rock. He isn’t going to give me any money to deal with any of it
Did she leave me a trail to follow?I follow the direction of the pillows to the bedroom at the back of the yacht. Cora is leaning back on her forearms in the middle of the bed, one arm crossed over the other.She grins up at me as I approach the foot of the bed. “You found me.”“And now, what am I supposed to do with you?” I grab her heel and drag her to the end of the bed.She sits up, her hands back beneath my shirt, and crawls up my torso.I grab her hands and pull them out, pinning her back against the bed. “You better not think I'll fall for that again.”Cora wriggles beneath me, the loud growl of her stomach echoing between us. “One of these days, you’ll fall for it again, but right now, I need something to eat.”I grin and straighten up, pulling her to her feet. “Well, lucky for you, I might have arranged for a chef to be on board as well.”Cora follows me out of the room and back up to the top deck, where dinner is served.If someone had told me a few months ago that I would
CoraI always found Monday morning meetings with the department heads at the law firm were unbearably boring......Until this morning, when Griffin told me to wear a pencil skirt instead of slacks before leaving for work.Since the meeting started, his hands have been roaming all over my thighs beneath the massive stone table.He tilts his head, looking like he is the picture of innocence, as he pays attention to the profit and loss statement the CFO is presenting.Griffin’s expression is neutral as his big hand grabs the top of my thigh. I try to clamp my thighs together, but his fingers are already creeping up the slit in the side.I swallow hard and completely freeze. He keeps moving higher, even as I try to shift my body away from him without drawing too much attention to us.I breathe deeply, trying to concentrate on the meeting, but it isn’t long before my body betrays me. I can feel my nipples becoming hard and my pussy getting wet.And he’s not even near my pussy.His neutral
Victor clears his throat as a woman shouts something to him in the background. “We haven’t spoken in a long time. I was just thinking about you.”“Cut the shit. You and I were over the moment you started fucking around with Crista. Now, tell me what you want so I can end this call and get back to work.”“You always did have a way with words.” He chuckles, and the sound makes me feel sick to my stomach. It’s the same condescending chuckle he used to use when we were building our business together.I’m not the same woman I was back then. I know better than to take his shit now.“Victor, enough. I’m at work, and you are cutting into my time. Tell me what you want, and never call me again.”Victor sighs. “I thought that there was going to be a day that you would come to your senses and come back to me. You know that you’re never going to amount to much without me.”I want to throw the phone across the room and scream.I wish I had a time machine so I could go back before I ever met Victor
Blaming myself for everything that happens seems wrong, but there is a part of me that thinks I am just as much to blame for my relationship falling.If I had just done more or paid a little more attention, maybe everything wouldn’t have gone to hell.Griffin rubbed his hand up and down my arm. “No. You can’t blame yourself for that at all. Even if you both did some things wrong in the relationship, he is still the one who screwed you over.”“I know. I’m normally good until he calls, and then I start spiraling about my mistakes again. I keep thinking that I’ve fully moved on with my life, and then a call or two from him is enough to send me back to the woman I used to be.”Griffin kisses my temple, his lips lingering for a moment. “You are not that woman. And really, he took advantage of you. He knew what he was doing from the start. You didn’t stand a chance.”My eyes well with tears and I blink them back. “I know that. I just hate feeling like a failure.”Griffin stands up and holds
GriffinI can’t believe I’m spending a Sunday morning trying to make maple, Brie, and pecan crepes while Cora sleeps in my bed upstairs.I used to think there was no way I would spend the weekend cooped up at home with a woman, let alone attempt a fancy breakfast in bed for her.Yet, the thought of making breakfast for my wife is growing on me.I shoot a glare at the flour as it scatters everywhere. “Of course. Why would it be simple and clean?” I talk to myself.With a sigh, I empty the flour into the mixing bowl and then roll the top of the bag. As I tuck the bag back into the cupboard, more flour spills out of a crack, covering my shirt.Soft footsteps pad down the hall as I crack eggs into the bowl.Cora appears in the doorway, wearing one of my old university shirts. The shirt is a faded burgundy, which only brings out the freckles scattered across her nose.It’s still hard to believe she's willing to give us a chance despite all that transpired between us.I’ll make sure she kno
Not to mention, he might be my employer. Based on Lola so far, she’s the ideal child to nanny for, but I can’t decide if Miles will be a great boss.Dinner is a series of questions from the protective father, covering all the bases. Andrew already vouched for me babysitting when I was a kid and I have a glowing recommendation letter from the daycare I worked at, complete with the certification Miles is looking for.“Why did you work at a daycare?”I swallow my bite and wash it down with soda before finding my words.“A friend got me the job and I figure the experience with kids could help me in the future if I treat any juveniles. They trained me in everything I’d need, though some of it requires me to take a class again, which is no problem. It was a great job.” I’m honest in my answer and he nods, reaching for a carrot.“You’re not looking for something in physical therapy right now? I’d hate to find someone just for them to leave.” Miles’s jaw is set in a near frown, and I admire j
WHAT AM I GETTING MYSELF INTO?DELILAHThe cabin is gorgeous. I look around at the spacious front yard and then back at the large home, wondering how big this place is.My brother and Miles play pro hockey and I know they’re doing well for themselves. Andrew has a large condo in town since he’s more of a city boy, while Miles seems like he wants to keep to himself. He’s always been that way, I’ve heard, and I wonder how well it might work out if I were to be hired.That’s a big if. Andrew told me how protective Miles is about his daughter and based on the sarcasm Andrew and I use heavily together, I probably don’t appear sweet and patient. He doesn’t even know me well since I went off to college just before Andrew began his career in Colorado.Truthfully, I’m great with kids. I babysat often as a teenager and even worked with kids through college at an aftercare program where my friend worked. It wasn’t related to my major as a physical therapist so much, but it was a fun job. My scho
“Mom would take you both in, but especially Lola.”“Well, they have a family business to run, and Lola’s my responsibility. This is on me.” I love my daughter to pieces and when she was born, things changed for me. I wanted to make myself the best person I could for Lola and I worked with her mom to co-parent successfully. By no means were we best friends, but Lola had parents who loved her and could have a conversation about her needs.Now it’s just me.“You’re a great dad, Miles. Never doubt that. I get why you’re worried, but Del is it. She’ll help you out for a while.” I look at Andrew and he smiles at me. “All I have to do is call her and we can get this in motion.”I think back to his sister from the times we met. She is on the taller side and striking, with big green eyes and a gorgeous smile. With that mouth, Delilah could give the team a run for their money with her sass.Maybe I remember her better than I thought.“She’ll hold back with Lola, right? I already have to make yo
"Book 2 brings you another collection of different storylines and new characters, while still keeping the heart of the brother’s best friend romance you loved. Get ready for fresh twists, deeper emotions, and even more unforgettable moments!"****I thought the toughest part of being a nanny for my brother’s best friend’s daughter would be potty training. Little did I know, I’d end up training her dad too.Miles is a hotshot hockey player. He’s used to winning on the ice.With his private jet and sprawling mansion, he’s used to getting what he wants.He’s everything I didn’t want—sarcastic, striking, and utterly off-limits.One minute, I’m reading bedtime stories.Next, I’m caught up in midnight shenanigans with the hottest single dad.And he just doesn’t want to stop walking into the kitchen shirtless every night.Watching him cradle his daughter, his eyes soft and full of love, melts my heart.But then, the way his eyes darken with desire when he looks at me? I want to be his…foreve
CoraOne Year LaterThe Colorado sun sets, casting a pink and orange glow over the world as I fluff out the skirt of my white dress.Kaleigh smiles, her eyes shining as she helps me adjust my veil. “You are stunning. I can’t believe you’re finally doing this.”I laugh, taking my bouquet of peonies from Sophie. “I’ve been married to him for over a year now.”“Yeah, but this is the real deal.” Sophie wipes away a stray tear. “We’re all so happy for you.”The doors open, and Jake strides inside. “How’s my favorite sister on her wedding day?”I hug him tight. “I’m good. Does this mean they’re ready to start?”Kaleigh nods as the wedding planner gives her a thumbs-up. She gives me a quick hug before hurrying away with Sophie.Jake stands beside me, holding out his arm. “Mom and Dad are sitting in the front row, and they haven’t stopped crying since we got here.”“Jake, please,” I blink my eyes a few times before looping my arm through his, “You’re going to make me cry.”“You look beautiful
Cora nods and smiles as she leans back, looking content. “I’m looking forward to living with you again.”“Well, you better. And hey, we never did get to fuck on the porch like you wanted; maybe we should take the champagne and celebrate properly.”Cora laughs, a blush creeping down her cheeks. “You were the one who threatened it first,” she says.“You were definitely into it. Couldn’t keep your hands off me,” I tease.Cora rolls her eyes playfully. “Sure, keep dreaming.”“We’ve got an hour before everyone arrives for the barbecue.” I park the car in the driveway and hop out, leaning back toward the open door to look at her. “You coming to celebrate with me?”“I’m coming.” Cora nods eagerly, hurrying inside.I follow her, kicking off my shoes as the door closes behind us. She turns around to face me, kicking off her shoes and pulling her shirt over her head.My cock springs to life as she hooks her fingers in the sides of her shorts, pulling them down her toned legs.She stands in a li
GriffinSophie shoots daggers at me as I assist Cora in boxing up her belongings at her place. The moment Cora steps away to gather her toiletries, Sophie steps in front of me, her finger wagging in my face."You put her through the wringer when we were younger," she hisses, checking over her shoulder to ensure Cora is out of earshot. "Then you break her heart, and now you're back for a third round? If you hurt her again, nobody will ever find your body.""I'll help with that," Kaleigh chimes in, entering the room with Jake trailing behind her. "The truck's loaded up from the storage unit."Sophie prods me in the chest before backing off. "You're skating on thin ice, Griffin Blake. But she loves you, and I can see how much you love her. Only a man completely devoted to my best friend would dare set foot in this apartment after serving her divorce papers just weeks ago."Kaleigh nods enthusiastically and heads to the fridge, yanking it open to retrieve a bottle of champagne. "When Cora
Gloria’s deep burgundy lips curl as she turns to face her son. “Really, if you must lower your standards, at least find someone decent.”“Enough!” Griffin’s voice is louder than I’ve ever heard, his gaze blazing with rage. “I told you to leave my house, and I meant it. I won’t have you here, and I won’t be part of your lives anymore. I’m done living a puppet life!”Gloria crosses her arms, cocking a hip to the side. “Griffin—you’re going to regret this.”Griffin gives a bitter laugh. “No, I don’t think so. It’s what I should’ve done the moment I became an adult, and I definitely should’ve done the moment I found out you two were behind leaking the story about Cora.”My blood boils as I glare at his parents.How can his parents hurt him so much?Griffin looks at me with an expression I can’t quite read before brushing by all of us and holding the door open wide. “Mom and Dad, you can both leave now. I’m done with this conversation.”Rick shakes his head, his face turning a deeper shade
CoraI've been tapping away at the keyboard, trying to create a business plan, but it's like my brain's taken a vacation.All I can think about is my dream of starting a media company and traveling the world, but now, all those dreams are tangled up with Griff.I want him and those dreams together, but he just wants to call it quits.I lean back, lacing my fingers behind my head, and look around Sophie's place. It doesn't feel like home.I miss having my own space, like Griff's house... But thinking about that just brings on the waterworks. I shove the laptop aside.How can I focus on a business when there's a divorce waiting for me?Sophie walks into the room as I’m about to review the papers again.“Please tell me you’ll sign those and then take whatever you can get from him.” She says.“I don’t want his money. He can have it all and burn it,” I say, setting the papers down, feeling sick at the thought of Griffin.Sophie rolls her eyes and sits down across from me.“I admire that yo