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Goodreads / Amazon / Barnes & Noble / iBooks / Kobo FREE on September 19th only! -- EXCERPT: “Sophie, he’s going to be back for more. Trust me.” I load a tray of cupcakes and slide them into the bakery case. “I don’t know, Everly. He’s really sophisticated and clearly lives a lifestyle a long ways from Cowbell Lane,” I say, referencing my grandparents’ home in Willow Grove. “Bitch, please. The guy is pushing forty and you’re a hot co-ed with a brand-new tight, shiny pussy. He’ll be back.” My eyes widen. “Everly, Jesus!” “Just saying.” She holds her hands up in mock defense before breaking into a huge grin. “You don’t really think he’s forty, do you?” “He just turned thirty-six in August.” “How do you know that?” “Google.” “You Googled him?” “You didn’t?” Everly looks aghast. “Uh, no.” Truthfully I thought about it, but I didn’t want to get any more invested in him than I already am. “Well, look what the pussy dragged in.” Everly is smirking. “Everly, that’s not the saying. It’s ‘cat.’ ‘Look what the cat dragged in.'” “Oh, I think I’ve got the saying right. He’s here.” My stomach explodes in nerves as I glance towards the door. Luke is here. I wondered if he’d stick to his normal Tuesday routine and stop here for coffee. I’ve figured out this Grind Me location is between his Rittenhouse Square condo and the student clinic, but it’s hardly the only route he could take or stop he could make. My heart is beating so fast as I take him in. Is he going to speak to me or go back to just ordering coffee and leaving like he has the last several weeks? He’s in a navy suit today, crisp white shirt and a silvery blue tie. And then my heart stops beating so fast. There’s a hand on his arm. I follow that hand to the redhead from Saturday night. ![]()
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Sue G.
9/20/2017 10:38:07 am
This sounds great and I just adore the cover!
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