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Over And Over

Over And Over

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Mar 2, 2017
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Romance
Some people think when you fall in love, it happens fast and all at once. Well that's not the case at all. Genevieve's friend, Myra convinces her to download a dating app. At first, Genevieve has many doubts. You can't find love online. Or at least that's what she believed until she met Angelo. As she gets to know him, she realizes not all guys will just push her to the side. To Angelo, she is everything. Just like any two people in the 'talking stage', they hit a lot of bumps in the road. As the two take life day by day together, they find out how love really goes. Every day they wake up and fall in love all over again. Just when Genevieve thinks she can't love Angelo any more than she already does, he turns around and she falls in love over and over again, a little more each day.
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He swiped my sweat-soaked hair off my neck, resting his lips against my ear. His fiery breaths blew across my earlobe. My body shuddered once again, craving more of him. "You're not the first woman to think she could seduce me into bed because of who I am, what I write. And you won't be the last." He gave a small chuckle, pulling down my dress, so it covered me. "But," he said in a low growl, "so far...... you're my favorite." Breaths poured from my lips at those words. My heart fluttered inside my pounding chest. His favorite, my brain stuck to his words like glue. Clinging to the small hope we'd continue this somewhere else, more than once. We stayed in that position for a moment before his body heat disappeared from my back. He lit a cigarette in front of me, the flash of the lighter illuminating his flushed, sweat-soaked face. I leaned against the brick wall, finding comfort in the coolness against my heated skin. His eyes met mine again. I didn't think I could move from the spot, but he forced me to when he held up a red, lacy thong in between his fingers. My red lacy thong. Fucking panty thief! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Their worlds collided in a heated, passion-filled hook-up behind a bar, bringing their broken pieces together. And now? Mercy finds herself as C.J. Cole's intern. The very Mr. Cole who wrote the most romantic, erotic books she had ever laid eyes on. How could she manage to keep her panties on around him? Or control herself? Hint: she won't. Mature warning.

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