I don’t take the time to turn on light switches and neither does Sierra. Instead, we fly down the hallway, dropping our coats along the way. I push through my bedroom door, the knob hitting the wall with a loud thwack but it could punch a hole in my sheetrock for all I care. I can fix it later. Right now I have better things to worry about. She flips on the light as she follows and murmurs, “I wanna see.”
“Good. Because I plan on staring at you for a while.”
“Oh my,” she breathes and starts stripping off her clothes. I stop her, wanting to do it myself but she bats my hands away, ripping her cardigan off and tossing it behind her. She shakes her head, her long dark hair swishing around her. “You do you. I’ll do me. This time. I don’t have the patience to wait longer.”
I grin and whip my shirt off as she undoes the button on her jeans, watching in amusement as she tries to simultaneously remove her shoes and skintight pants at the same time. She falls on the floor with a thud but it doesn’t stop her mission. She quickly unzips the side of her boots, kicks them off then wiggles out of her jeans while I finish undressing as well.
She works off her tank top and is standing before me, chest heaving in only a bra and underwear. There’s nothing particularly sexy about them. A black cotton bra and pink panties with black polka dots. For some reason, the simple combo does things to me. Way more than if she were in some skimpy lingerie that didn’t match who she is. I like the fact that top to toe, Sierra is who she is and she doesn’t feel the need to change that in front of me.
“You’ve seen me in less,” she reminds me.
“Yeah, but that was different.”
“How so?” she asks, walking to me. She lays soft hands on the bare skin of my waist and I swear I feel a zip of electricity shoot up my spine.
She presses her lips to my chest and I let my forefingers slide under her bra straps. “Because then, we were friends.”
“We aren’t friends now?”
I can tell she’s both teasing and nervous when she asks. She wants me to admit to liking her more than friends just like I want to admit it.
“I’m not a one and done guy, Sierra. This? It’s real for me.”
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What Jennifer wants you to know about The Other Guy:
1. Standlalone contemporary romance
3. Small town romance
4. Fresh storyline you haven’t seen before
5. You’ll likely laugh
6. You’ll also likely swoon
7. Sierra is a handful, sassy, and hilarious
8. Jack is sweet, funny, and super sexy
9. There’s an adorable dog
10. Cameos from characters you miss and love
From the Ground Up is Jennifer’s first published novel, with the hopes of many more to come. Jennifer makes her home in rural Iowa with her high school sweetheart, three beautiful and amazing kids, one crazy Jack Russell terrier. This is where her love for all things reading, baking, and cooking happen. Jennifer’s family enjoys camping, boating, and spending time outside as much as possible. When she’s not writing or editing/proofreading manuscripts for the many talented authors she’s come to love, she’s sipping coffee or iced tea with her kindle in her lap or binging on Netflix.