The Write Off

"We can't," he breathed against her neck, reaching up to nip at her earlobe. Rhiannon quirked an eyebrow. "Why? Because it's wrong? Because you're worried my mean old dad will come after you?" she murmured. John's chuckle reverberated against her shoulder where his onslaught of kisses continued. "Something like that…” *** When Rhiannon Cates’s publishing dreams are squandered, she is forced to move home. However, when her father's wealthy best friend starts to catch feelings for her, she realizes bartending at a local bar might not be the worst thing to happen to her. When their love ignites Can the two of them overcome their differences, Rhiannon’s father, and true love in the end? *** "Oh, perfect. So, you thought if you threw some money on me, you might get a little action? You thought you could turn me into one of those slimy girls that dated you as a stepping stone? I don't want your f*cking money." The Write Off by R B Taylor is an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

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Chapter 43: Cleaning

Rhiannon's POV

It was a rare occasion that John stayed over at her place. Not that John had a problem with Rhiannon's apartment. He had told her it was quaint, cozy, cute even. It was just a little more difficult to keep things under wraps here.

However, they had been unable to keep their eyes open after staying up all night watching romantic comedies, so he had crashed here.

Rhiannon watched a couple of eggs frying in the pan as she mashed up avocados to put on toast. Maybe it made her some sort of stereotype, but avocado toast was delicious, and John admitted to never having tried it before.

He slept heavily in the bedroom. Rhiannon didn't own a coffee maker, but John had given her one that made single servings from those little plastic cups. He had left a handful of the cups, so he had coffee when he was here. Rhiannon picked one she thought looked good and set the machine to make him a mug of coffee.

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