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Andre
Was there more to life than love? I sure as hell hoped so since love had evaded me so far.
Maybe it was better to stop looking for love and enjoy the scorching hot looks from my small town's newest supposed resident. Living at the local Inn? Not likely.
But who was I to judge?
And who was I to complain when the tempting, stuffy, curvy stunner stared at me from her bedroom window?
I stripped off my shirt and smirked when she realized I caught her watching. Run and hide? I expected that. What I didn't expect was for her to come out and steal my sweaty shirt and pull it
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Andre

Was there more to life than love? I sure as hell hoped so since love had evaded me so far.

Maybe it was better to stop looking for love and enjoy the scorching hot looks from my small town's newest supposed resident. Living at the local Inn? Not likely.

But who was I to judge?

And who was I to complain when the tempting, stuffy, curvy stunner stared at me from her bedroom window?

I stripped off my shirt and smirked when she realized I caught her watching. Run and hide? I expected that. What I didn't expect was for her to come out and steal my sweaty shirt and pull it over her head.

Then insist I invite her out if I wanted it back.

It was just a shirt, but she was definitely not just a woman. She was secrets and temptation and fascination. And I was not strong enough to resist.

Joelle

He's not the man for me. He's all sweaty and muscled and nothing like the man I was supposed to marry.

The one buried deep in my mother on my wedding day.

What the hell did I know about what I wanted? I spent my entire life listening to my mother. Letting her make decisions for me. What to wear, who to date, my degree, my job, my fiancé.

No more. She betrayed me. I ran away from my own wedding, ignoring their pleas and insults.

I wasn't a small town woman. I wasn't sticking around. But maybe the gardener with the glistening, tempting abs who caught me watching him is exactly the person I need help me figure out who I was.


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Mary E Thompson grew up loving to read, like a good little girl. Many nights she would fall asleep with the flashlight still turned on as she hid under the covers trying to finish the last few pages of a book. As an adult, the light from her ereader means she doesn't have a flashlight, but she still stays up way too late to finish a book.
When Mary's not reading she's playing with her two kids or living our her own romance novel with her hubby. She has a weakness for chocolate, especially when it's paired with peanut butter, and has been known to have a bad day just because there's no chocolate in the house.
Mary grew up in Buffalo, NY and swears she's the only local to never ski or snowboard. Soccer was always her sports, with a couple adventures white water rafting and skydiving to keep things interesting. Mary moved to South Carolina for college but has missed Buffalo every day, yeah she thinks she's crazy too. Her dream is to move back to her hometown and raise her kids there, close to family and friends.