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Accident Prone

Elizabeth (aka Liz): an attractive young lady, smart, career-driven, self-sufficient, wants to save the world (one surgery at a time). Maximilian (aka Max): hot, smart, rich, playboy, who loves to party! What happens when Liz and Max meet due to an accident? Their personalities are clashing but persistent accidents keep pulling them together. An accident: an event that happens by chance or that is without apparent or deliberate cause. ... Mature content! 18+ … Excerpt from the story... Max was confused. "Aren't you appalled by my words? Offended? Why are you still here and not running to your place?" Liz shrugged. "Last night you promised no lies. And I hope that you are comfortable enough with me to say what is on your mind. No matter if you are gay or not, the fact that I feel safe with you will not change. Unless you do something to prove me wrong." Max was surprised by this logic. But then he remembered the deal they made: he will not lie, no games and he will treat her with respect… and she believes him. "You want to know what is on my mind?" He decided to try his luck: "I want to kiss you." Liz frowned for a second while thinking about how to respond. Then she craned her neck and pointed at her cheek. "Here." Max was not sure if he should laugh or cry. "That is not the kiss I was going for." "That is the only one you will get. Take it or leave it." Max is not silly to miss an opportunity. "I will take whatever you are willing to give me." ... This is a heartwarming story that will make you all warm and fuzzy while you laugh and sigh... --- Thank you for reading! ***** I own the cover. ***** Check out my other novels: - "Is this Destiny?" - "Amara - Reunion" - "The Supreme Alpha" - "The Alpha's Bride"

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The most potent drug

~ New York, Hilton hotel ~

Saturday

4:31 AM

Quentin is in the bed, looking at the profile of his sleeping fiery Goddess, covered in luxurious satin sheets.

He propped himself on his elbow to get a better view of her exquisite face. He did that last weekend also, when she slept off with a satisfied smile on her face, just like now.

Quentin is not sleepy. After all, his body-clock is on Seattle's time, and that makes it 1:30 AM. It's still not his time to call it a night. But Brianna is a New Yorker, and she must be exhausted after all the things they did. 

Quentin is physically tired, but he is high on the fact that he spent the second night with his fiery Goddess. And he knows that she enjoyed as well.

Quentin suppressed his urge to pull her into his embrace and to cuddle with her until morning, because he knows that he might wake her up and she will probably not like it.