XANDRY

It’s all started with a flirt. It wasn’t a surprise to me that he’s a playboy—it’s all written all over his pretty face. He’s the kind of guy your mom warned you about, but your body craves. It might be hard to accept, but I’ve been in a dry spell for a long time. So maybe he’s the answer, but the charming, cocky, and brutally honest playboy made me feel like no man ever did. And pretty soon, I was in too deep. *** It wasn’t a part of my plan. In fact, I never have imagined my life to be with someone more than just to warm my bed, let alone a woman with a kid, but just a single look at her gorgeous blue eyes, I’m already confused—I’ve never been drawn to any women the way I was drawn to her.

Gia Hunter · Urban

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What About Us?

BLAINE

Oh god, this was a total disaster! My head was pounding, and my throat was dry. I opened my eyes and wandered around. I’m definitely not in my room. This was way bigger than mine, but I saw my suitcase beside the door. I was about to drag my feet out of the bed when I noticed I was wearing the same dress. How the hell did I get in here?

I was pretty sure I was dancing with my cousin and drinking at the bar, then I just fell in love with that drink, and I couldn’t just stop drinking until I felt the effect of the alcohol on my system, and it was too late to stop.

I laid back down and stiffened when I smelled the pillow. Damn! How can I forget this smell? The same smell when I knocked on his door and the same smell when I danced with him last night.

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