In the harsh veracity of the real world, he was rich, successful, and one of the most desired bachelors in New York—and I was, well, me. A world I hoped wouldn’t tear us apart by pointing out just how different our lives were.
“You’re probably eager to get home,” Jett whispered in my ear so the flight attendant serving coffee wouldn’t hear us, “but will you stay with me one more night? I’m not quite ready to let this go.
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I don't do relationships because I don't want to love and lose myself.
J.C. ReedMots clés humor love romance relationship surrender-your-love
Faster's always better, but you have to mind those curves. They're wicked. They can kill a man in a heartbeat.
J.C. ReedMots clés love romance sex lust steamy
Spandex bodysuits, huh?” His eyes twinkled. “If that’s what turns you on—I’m all for giving it a try.
J.C. ReedAll heat drained from my face. Holy shit. I hadn’t even started my new job and already I was insulting my new boss…right after sleeping with him. I was worse than Sylvie. “So you’re—”
My speech eluded me.
“Jett Mayfield, the stingy SOB who just hired you.” He held out his palm.
I had never seen eyes like his. Dark green. Smoldering. Ready to undress a woman with a single glance.
J.C. ReedMots clés inspirational love romantic beauty
The guy was a piece of sin. If he were the devil holding a contract, this would be the moment I might just give in to temptation and sign over my soul.
J.C. ReedMots clés love romance sex sin
I hope you don't mind spending so much time with me," Jett said. "I promise to be good, and I won't be too hard on you." His tone oozed amusement as he added, "Unless you want me to.
J.C. ReedMots clés love relationship
The way he looked at me, I felt as though he saw through my body and directly into my soul. No one had ever made me feel like that before. Then again, I had never met someone so electrically good-looking, but there's a first time for everything.
J.C. ReedMots clés love relationship
He was the bad boy type all right. The type my mother warned me about. the type you have a good time with, then forget about as you go home to live your boring life, while he moves on to the next skirt ready to give him the time of day.
J.C. ReedMots clés love relationship
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